My Freshmen Year and Its Secrets

Chapter 10: Loss of Another Life

It was cold when I stepped out of the bus. It always seemed so cold now. When I got home, my mom was sitting at the dinning room table, crying.

"Hey... How is she?" I asked.

"Not too good honey... They're taking her off life support today after everyone has a chance to say goodbye." She smiled, wiping her tears, "There has to be a better place, honey."

"Yeah. " I simply said, walking to my room and shutting my door behind me. It was just so fast. One minute, my great grandma was totally fine. She was up and walking, making cookies, as usual. The next. We get the call. She slipped and broke her hip. Another call. She was placed in a retirement home. The next call. She was going to go home on a few days. The most pervious call. They found a blood clot in her lung. And we all know what the last call will be...

Don't think about it Katherine, I thought to myself.

Instead, I buried myself in school work. That's all I could do. I knew my mom wouldn't take me to say goodbye. It would be too hard for her. And too hard for me.

I looked up to my great grandma. You see, she could have made it big. She was given the option, Stay in your small town and marry your current boyfriend or get a record deal from some big shots in Hollywood. I wanted to be like her. I wanted to be musically talented. She was, and remains to be my inspiration.

I remembered seeing her in the nursing home and tell her that I was starting to loose hope in singing and sight reading. But she said to me, "Never give up. You have a beautiful voice that goes along with your sweet spirit. You can make it into anything you want if you truly try and want it. "

She doesn't deserve to die... Not yet. Where will my family celebrate Christmas Eve at? Who will play the piano while we sing Christmas songs? Who will stuff the plastic Easter eggs with money and candy? Who will give me a big hug when I need it the most?

I didn't know the last time I saw her would be... Well. The last time....

Crap. I thought, trying to wipe my tears off of my homework.

I walked myself to my mirror and thought to myself, Don't you dare cry. Stop it now. Stop. I forced a smile on my face and went back to my homework.

However, the smile was quickly wiped off my face when I heard my little sister crying. After opening my door and listening in on my moms conversation with her, I understood why she was bawling.

On October 17, 2013, my great grandma passed away.