by S. A. Barton
One year ago today, grandma died. I still miss her.
I remember where I was when she got hurt. She fell at the big picnic in town. It was not anybodys fault. It was just a tree root and she tripped and her hip broke. She looked scared and she cried. The ambulance came and took her. I said I love you and she said I love you too.
I remembered how scared she looked and I was scared too that night waiting so we could go visit her in the morning. I was eating my bacon when moms cell rang. She said oh god. Oh god.
I knew grandma was dead when she said oh god. that something bad happened. The doctor told mom there was a blood clot and a stroke and they tried to help her but she died anyway.
We all cried and dad was going to drive but we were all crying and mister Geller came and took us instead. Dad said I should stay in the car but I said no and mom said he should say goodbye like us but I can go outside if I had to and wait. Dad said I dont know but mom said its important and dad said Oh Kay.
Her hair was nice and there was a big green blanket over her that looked cheap. It didnt go up and down and you could tell she was not breathing. Her face had no smile on it and that looked strange because she almost always smiled. Even when she cried at the picnic she still smiled to me. I stayed the whole time. I touched her hand and said I love you and I know she could not hear me but I didnt care.
I miss her all the time and mom says remember how happy we were to have her. I know shes right but its still sad. Im still sad and the house feels empty with three of us in it and not four. It shouldnt feel empty because three people is still a whole family but it does.
I love you grandma. Rest In Peace Grandma Elizabeth Parker.
