Everyday is hard for me. At one point in life I was wishing I wouldn't wake up anymore. I just wished to be with him. Years have passed at this point and I'm still wishing to be with him. Still crying over him just like he died that second or that day. No one understands how bad this has cut me. They'll never understand I don't even understand! I cry and cry and cry asking God "Why does this bother me so much?" My mom... She'll never understand she says. "It was her dad." She's totally right he was her dad and only my granddad so why am I crying? Why is this hurting worse than before even after all these years? I don't understand I never will no one ever will I'll just continue living with it like I've been doing.
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Still Grieving
Non-FictionA girl's grandfather dies in 2006 & she still cries for him every other night years later. She still to this day can't accept the fact that he's gone it's now 2017...... Read for more!
