Personal Narrative Grandpa

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To this day I can still hear all their sobs and sniffols, and remember when everyone came to say there last goodbye to grandpa. At the barrel I helped barre his ashes and give him his last hug from me and my last goodbye. I was so sad for weeks, and one day, we got a phone call. My grandma had gotten me something to remember my grandpa good by as a early christmas present.The object was something to hold his ashis in. I was still sad but it helped me get through with the pane. When I came bolting into the hose after a long day at school I found my mom sitting on the couch crying. She said,” I have some bad news. Grandpa no hair is vary sick and has little time left.” As we sat there gathering our thoughts, our dog oley came to comfort us.the rest of the day seemed to take forever. I couldn’t stop worrying about my grandpa. At dinner I couldn't eat, and at night I was so sad that I couldn’t fall asleep. …show more content…

When we went to visit him one time he had to be hooked up to a breather so he could breath.He locked so miserable hooked up to that big machine. Even if he didn't show it, we all new. When It was time to go I would always give him a big hug because I didn’t know if it was going to be my last. One day my mom got a phone call saying that my grandpa had passed. We went to his funeral the next day. Everyone was sad that he had passed. The beginning of the funeral everyone just talked about him. After a while we started the sarah morey. We went to the barolo right after ther sarah

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