This is a non-fiction story about my grandparents. My grandmother died on Monday this week (9/3/2018). I was told exactly how by my aunt. I thought it was quite intriguing. I have a lot to think about now that she is not here. I have a lot to think about for the very reason why she is not here.
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{I lost him a while back, but I didn't realise until it was too late. Until he was gone for good.}
TW for depression, suicide, and lots of existentialism.