Today, we found out the news that my Grandpa passed away last night. He was getting old and we all knew it was coming, I just didn't expect it to be so soon.
He couldn't come to my graduation because he was too weak to get out of bed. I saw him yesterday and he seemed fine. But I guess that's what everyone hopes when their loved one is about to pass away.
My dad was the ones to break the news to me. I wasn't ready for that talk.
"Camilla, I need to chat with you for a minute." I was listening to Shawn Mendes so I turned off my music and he sat beside me on my bed.
"What's up?"
I saw the look in my dad's eyes that something bad had happened; it was the look I saw in his eyes the day Ace got cancer.
"Well..." He started off slowly. "You know Grandpa hasn't been doing well lately and... We got a message this morning that he passed away last night." He sniffled. His eyes were bloodshot from keeping in the tears.
"Oh, he's gone?" I couldn't say anything else. I just sat there trying to figure out how he could be perfectly fine one day and then die within a few hours.
"Yeah, I'm really sorry. If you need anything, I will be planning the funeral downstairs with you Aunt Lily." He said sympathetically after he gave me a big hug.
Even though it didn't seem like he cared that I was upset, I knew they had to plan the funeral.
"Oh-okay." I stuttered with a few tears coming to my eyes.
They shut the door and I lied on my bed crying. It hurt so bad to know that my grandpa was gone.
I've been lying here for two hours crying on and off. Listening to his favourite songs on repeat. Even If, Heaven Song, What a Beautiful Name, Reckless Love, Amazing Grace, to name a few. The ones I would sing to him. I can't stop thinking about my grandpa. He's been there for me all the time and now, life is so much different. What's Christmas going to be like? Without grandpa here, nothing will be the same.
Life will never be the same. I should have cherished the days I had with him more.
All of the sudden, I got a text from my dad saying I should come downstairs.
I quickly wiped the tears from my cheeks and walked downstairs to see my dad and Aunt Lily reading something.
"What is that?" I asked. I saw my name on the letter.
"It's from grandpa, you can read it."
The letter read:
"Camilla Margie Williams,
I am writing you this letter today because I know I won't have much longer. Here are some things I think you should know:
- Keep that best friend of yours, he's absolutely a keeper
- You're beautiful and if no one notices that, just know that I've noticed
- Seeing you grow up to become a beautiful young woman has been a pleasure
- I can't wait to see you grow more
- I saw a picture of you at grad and prom, you looked amazing
- Always marry your best friend; if you have to invite him to your wedding, you're marrying the wrong person!
- Continue to study in science, you have an amazing gift
- I will see you in heaven!
I hope you don't miss me too much, and I want you to know that all those little things you did for me over the past few years have been very much appreciated. You, Camilla, are a sweet, beautiful, kind, young woman that seeks after God each and every day; I am very proud to call you my granddaughter.
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Our Own World
أدب المراهقينWhen childhood best friends fall in love trouble seems to always come their way. And they seem to be living in their own world. "Camilla, this is our own world. And I know it's bad for us to be living in it but I never want to leave."
