Wednesday, December 07, 2011

the end

Yesterday morning, I was awoken by my mum's voice.
"Your grandfather is in the hospital. We're going there now."

I witnessed my grandmother entering the room and shouting his name, begging for him to wake up. I witnessed him stop breathing. I witnessed him being wrapped up in the white sheet.

I was never close to him but he was still family.
Hope everything's great up there. You've suffered enough.

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