Part 3:
2014- 04-12
Back then we didn't have a motter on the gate.On this certain day we had 4 men who were packing the roof for us. They came in and attacked my grandpa he was 82 at the time and he fought back. Later on they got scared off and when I got home from school.The sight that I saw of him being bruised made me cry and run into his arms. Thanking God he was alive but later finding out that his cancer, which he was diagnosed with in 2011. It started to spread faster than it was suppose too.
Months went passed and as they passed so did his health deteriorate. He got worse each day as they passed he started losing hair since the docter suggested to give him chemotherapy. Well he'll all it did was make him grumpy and not want to eat. We had to later on book him in the hospital because he stopped eating.
He was 13 days in the hospital and on the 29 Oct 2014, I was on my way to see in the hospital like I have been doing since he was put there. There was a call from the hospital while we were in the car and I didn't answer. When we got there we walked into the ward. The look on the nurse's faces said it all. We went in an there he was white hair, closed eyes and pale skin. He was still warm and he looked so peaceful. I ran to the bathroom to cry.
