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Today is the day I've been dreading for. My granny, the one who was still nice to me and said "it's okay, darling. I know you tried your best" when I'm failing or having a bad result on exam, gone. Then now I'm wondering, if I make mistakes in the future, who is still going to be nice to me? Who is still going to love me no matter what? Granny, at age 68 is really hard to manage everything. I hope now you're free from all your disease, the pain all this time you had, the misery you felt, all this shit. I'm so sorry for all the mistakes I've made to you, I'm so sorry for not taking care of you when you were on your hard time, when you felt alone, no one wanted to talk to you at the time, and me, I was busy with my phone and Harry Styles dirty fanfiction. I'm incredibly apologize. You were on your better day these past days, you lately can walk by yourself without screaming all over the pain, you can walk to the bathroom, you can sit, and when you're getting better, this thing is actually happened, like what people said, they have a little time to live their life better and then they die. Now I don't even know what I'm doing and what I'm talking about. This vicious blood plasma cancer (I don't eve know) and bones cancer maybe some step from god for you to heaven. You died on friday, thank god. I don't even know what I'm trying to say, I remember you said you want a bowl of rice with floods soup last night, and the next thing was you were shivering, your temperature getting up and down, and you were on your coma. I don't even know what I'm saying and no one will notice this but I'm just going to say thankyou after all this time. I love you, from the bottom of my heart.