Essay on My Description Of My Grandfather

792 Words Oct 7th, 2015 4 Pages
My Grandfather
My vision seemed to get a little blurry, and my legs begin to get really weak. I never thought this day would come, October 11th, 2012 my life had changed dramatically. A man that was so strong and confident had now been token from me. His name was Felton Williams, but most people called him “Prince”. I would call my grandfather a fighter when it came to Cancer, but it always kept his happiness, love, and faith.
There’s a lot of things Cancer can do but it couldn’t take my grandfather’s happiness. Sitting at the hospital room #230 smelling the cleaner and hearing the machines beep ever second is how I spent most of my nights. Not a day went by I didnt make it down to Saint Anthony’s to walk in to the room and see him smiling from ear to ear. Nothing or nobody could bring him down, the doctor’s came in with bad news he would smile and say “I will fight my battle”. Long as I knew my grandfather was happy and high in spirt there was no reason for me to be down and out.
On the other hand Prince always told me different stories about myself when I was younger, and as the stories go, I was the best when I was toddler is what he would say. I wasn’t the first grandchild, but he spoiled and protected me like a mother Bear did her cubs. He would take me on longs walks at the park and to get Ice Cream, I loved flowers so we would stop and pick them as we go. Of course, he lets me; even if that means picking them out someone else’s yard. My granny, Phyllis would always…

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