Davidluvswriting

Me


Sometimes I feel so down I have no clue if I'll ever be up, at those times I feel like I'm not me, I realize I'm never confident, not since he died, I used to be the most confident person you could ever know...then my grandad disappeared...but wait he didn't...I watched him go...I was there when it started...I had just woke up...And heard sirens...so I decided to look out the screen door...I wish I hadn't...because there was an ambulance parked right outside his house... And as if God had clicked his fingers to get me away from that situation here comes my mom to tell me to go to my room...later on..we went to see him in his hospital room..but when we got to his floor I was shivering...as if everything warm in my life just...left...but I continued...for some reason...when we got to his room...I reached for the door handle...And I froze...I couldn't open that door...but my mom did...I was the first in the room...they had cut his beard...And he looked different...but I didn't care about that what did worry me was all the machines..."is papaw dying?" I thought..."no he's too strong.." I told myself...later on I realized he was too strong..he was so strong he wouldn't be able to remember us if we let him live...so my mom made the decision to pull the plug because I'd hurt if he couldn't remember me...And that's when I lost all confidence...if I had went over his house a day before he'd still be alive...that's when I lost...Me...



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