I still dont believe your gone

July 9th

It's my 13 th birthday and he came over oh how I love my him so much!!!

He means so much to me he and the rest of my family had wished me a " Happy Birthday!" But either way he loved me back it just sucked because he lives in a rest home.

He's about 32 years old he was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. My uncle was so handsome, tall he had short brown hair , brown eyes and really skinny , most of his life he was in the hospital. He has been there for me for so much.. I remember like it was yesterday.

He calls me and says

" Hey Peanut :) "

( That's what he would call me that's a whole different story just let me tell you this one )

" Hey uncle How's it going ? "

" Not much how about you ? Ermm sorry I got to go I have to take my insulin "

" Okay uncle byeeee :) Love you ❤

" Love you too byee nutter butters "

" hehe yeah bye "

The next day .

" Mom I want to go see uncle. " I said to my mother

" Sorry baby but you can't he's sick and we can't see him you'll find out later on okay. "

" Okay mom. "

So I didn't see him and I really miss him. I asked my mom if I could go see my grandma's house , and she said yes so I was off..