Glenn♤

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September 11, I had a therapist who's classmates dad was one of the pilots on the planes that got hijacked , rest in peace ❤️

HAPPY VALENTINES DAYYYY

Today 9/11 happened. Sadly I did not start school yet so I wasn't able to share it, but let me share 2 stories I have about people I know who were somehow connected to the tragedy in a way. I had a friend named Alex, his Grandpa that day was supposed to fix pipes at the Twin towers but he didn't feel specifically well that day and called out of work only that day. It's insane, what if he did go to the Twin towers, that is something that keeps you up at night, I'm glad he called out of work. The second story is the craziest one. A year ago from Today, I had a therapist and she shared how her classmates dad was one of the pilots of the planes that got hijacked. He sadly died, every victim of this Tragedy will forever be remembered inside our hearts. I went to a place in New york, and had the opportunity to touch one of the pieces of the towers that flew onto the ground, it was rusty but I could feel that day in my heart just touching it. Then I walked in a hall full of every victims names, rest in peace to those who died and for those who couldn't be found. Thoughts and prayers are with their family, rest in peace forever. ❤

"My angels, and my gurls. My sunshine, uH uH uH, lets gO!"

Kept my promise

Grieving is all the love I couldn't give you then, and even now, I give it to everyone, but I can't give it to you anymore, so Grandma, I'll always love everyone strongly and I promise to always be a leader, I know I'm delusional, typing this when your dead, but that doesn't mean you aren't flying with birds and watching me and all of us from above. But this whole paragraph adds up to one thing I have always wanted to say, I can smile knowing your wings finally sprouted.

You were so sick already and then we video called you and you were getting better in Pakistan thankfully so I didn't think much of it and I started not to care about you anymore, but then just a few days later, you were thirsty, drank sprite, burped, and you started to vomit blood and got rushed to a hospital, the hospital didn't have any place for you so they transferred you to the only one which was also the worst one, thats where you died. Dads brother hates us now, he doesn't talk to us anymore. I saw the picture of your dead face, grandma, from your dead face I saw how much you were suffering already, it must've been so hard for dad, and you got buried in the worst way possible, in such a ugly place. Eaden comes there time to time to visit you, I hope one day, even though I don't want to go to Pakistan ever, I hope one day I can visit your grave, and all I want to do is cry and lay next to your grave, leave you baby breath flowers and then, once I visit you Grandma, I won't ever come back again, it'll be time that I free myself, but I won't do it yet until the day I go to your grave, I'll keep myself shackled in these chains with the thought of you, I'm torturing myself this much because I won't ever come back after the day I see you again, so I can sacrifice this much of myself until the day I free myself from grieving and not to move on, but so I can finally live, maybe I was numb this whole time because your death shattered all of me, a thousand moments I had taken for granted because I assumed there would be a thousand more.

This hurts, I remember the first time we moved in our old house like it was yesterday and you were cold so you were reading your red hoodie, I have that red hoodie now, I wear it time to time, I wore it a lot going to school, Grandma you only died 2 years ago, but I still remember you like I saw you yesterday, you don't know how much I miss you, that sinking feeling and my throat getting heavy, I'm sinking, but I know I have to move on, I will and I won't let your death hold down my life, but moving on doesn't mean you don't cry while thinking about someone, I moved on from your death a long time ago, I maybe have, but here I am, sinking in myself, I miss you, and I remember all the memories we've made together, you were so sick and maybe it was good you weren't suffering anymore getting needles everyday and eating moldy grapes, but the way you died a violent death, a death you saw coming and you were crying because you wanted to live and you didn't want to die yet and you wanted to see us one last time, I still remember your last video call.