I don't know if I ever told you guys this, but my dad was going to come up and see me from November 16-19 so that we could go see my great-grandma on his side of the family. Well, she was really suck and I just found out she ended up passing away this morning. And I didn't get to see her. The last time I saw her was so long ago and I was REALLY looking forward to seeing her, even though she had dementia and wouldn't have remembered me, I wanted to see her because she was an amazing woman who ended up raising eight kids on her own because her husband died. And...I feel empty. I've never experienced losing a family member until today and it fucking hurts man. The last time I've felt this way was back when my hamster died (I got him for my twelfth birthday) and he died EXACTLY ONE MONTH BEFORE MY THIRTEENTH BIRTHDAY!

And to think I was so excited because tomorrow marks the day that I'm fifteen and a half. And I'm not excited anymore. I can't be.

I want to cry but I'm on the bus so I can't. I just want to go home and let it all out. I feel so alone. The only thing I have at the moment are the words I'm typing on a part that hasn't even been published yet.

I swear when I read the text from my dad that I did a double take. I couldn't believe it.

Okay. I'm gonna go and state out the window. And blast some sad music too.

~Sky~