Grandmas Gone But not Entierly
Sunday, October 25, 2009
By: Sydney White

When I was 9 years old my most favoured Grandma died from Breast Cancer.

When I was 9 years old my most favoured Grandma died from Breast Cancer. She died in her sleep in her most favourite spot. I would go see her when I had a chance. I used to think that she would come back but then I still didn’t understand that people who die don’t come back; they go to a place where they don’t suffer any more. She used to smoke all the time even though she knew I was Allergic to smoke. When she died my Grandpa just wasn’t himself, and now he still misses her even though it’s been two years. When she died I didn’t go to school for three days and when I finally did I cried on the bus and at lunch and at recess. Now that I understand that she is in a better place, I just feel that I have someone very close to my heart watching over me every step I take.