So for this part I'm not trying to go into to much detail but I'm going to explain this as possible as I can.
My great grandma was around up until I turned 4. She and I would always be up in the morning to eat one thing milk and crackers. She was the only person on the planet that made me happy.
This night when it happened guys it still haunts me today. My entire family went to bed except me I took a nap before hand it happened after me and my cousin got done playing.
Around 3-4 in the morning I heard a thump thinking it was just our dog moe but it wasn't because moe would be asleep in my grandparents room. I woke up and I heard my great grandmas voice calling for help.
I wanted to help her so bad guys I really really wanted to but my childhood  Conscience said to not get up, she'll be fine. Guys I should've gotten up and helped her.
When I woke up again I went to the bathroom of course and then as soon as I walked around the corner I was met with a sight a little kid shouldn't have to see.
Our local EMS was inside our home with my great grandma on a stretcher. I ran towards my grandma and asked what happened even though I knew exactly what happened.
I had hoped her injury wasn't too bad and thankfully it wasn't all she did was bruise her hip and elbow. I went in my room and shut our door a little too loud and of course I got yelled at and got whooped and to be honest guys usually you'd feel pain I just felt numb.
I cried in my pillow for a good 5-10 minutes. My aunt came in and asked me to come with her so we could go to the schools playground and so I did. After some hours over at the playground we walked back home and the EMS were there again but with good news thankfully.
My great grandma had a month left until she needed to spend the rest of it in the hospital. I spent all the time I could with her heck even asked her when she was hungry or if she had eaten.
Losing my great grandma was so hard on me guys and when I realized she was really gone I stayed in her room for about a good couple of weeks and it broke my family's heart.
I was very close with my great grandma and not having her nowadays it's hard. I always will dislike my family like my grandma and grandpa but there's reasons for my hate towards them. I'm going to tag my bf into this as well guys and if you all have any words in this or something similar then your free to comment.
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