The long lost memories
Growing up with grandparents that act like your parents can be the worse nightmare for a little girl especially knowing mentally that you have parents but are not physically there for you.
There 's was never a thing that I did not have everything that I ever wanted was there for me. I was raised by both of my grandparents, the people that I adore the most and would think that they would never be gone but I was wrong everything that you once loved has an ending. The day that my grandma passed away was the worst day. I still remember everything that happens like if it was yesterday. Ever since that day, I keep on telling myself that things happen for a reason. How can you say goodbye to someone that raised you; …show more content…
It was the first time I was not happy to see my grandma at all. As I was walking into the room, I started to feel dizzy. I was not ready to see my grandma laying down on the bed but this time it was not to go to sleep but to say goodbye forever. It took me about five minutes before I was able to step in that room, I was hesitating a lot but then all that I was thinking was that if I did not man up to step to the room the time was just ticking; minutes of life. I did, I finally had the courage to step into that room and slowly walk to her. Tears rolling down my face heavily and all I was able to say to my grandma was “ don 't leave me, I need you here”. I was not ready to let her. She pulls me in close to her as she slowly grabbed my hand. Her hand was warm and soft. She looked straight at my eyes and the only words that she said to me were “ I love you”. She was grabbing my hand tightly but slowly she was letting go but I was not ready to let her go. I was shocked, I could not believe what was going on. I started to pour like there was no tomorrow. The world had ended for me. All that I was able to do was to hug her tight, I did not want to let go of her. I was shouting for her to wake up for all of this just to be a nightmare. I was not letting go but eventually, it was going to happen as hard as it seems you have to let go of people. My head was all over the place. I felt hopeless, alone and weak. I was only …show more content…
I was afraid of what was going to happen next after all of this. I was not hungry nor sleepy, I could not get through my head that my grandma “mom” was gone. I went home to change, I couldn 't help but to go to my grandma 's room, the house felt empty it was not the same. The vibe from the house was dead. I remember sitting in front of my grandma 's coffin and all that I was able to think was that why her out of all the people in the world. I still needed my grandma in every way possible. I was devastated but it got to the point were no tears were coming out. I was physically there but not emotionally stable. People will try to comfort me but that would not work because they were not my grandma. I was refusing to let her go. Right after the moment everything and everyone was dead to me. Somehow I had to get the courage to go up to her and say my last goodbyes as much as it hurt. I wanted her to open her eyes, as I was touching her hand I couldn 't help it but to kiss her cold forehead and ask why she left me all alone. I just wanted everything to be over with. As the people were leaving they would approach me. Her so-called sons and daughters my aunts and uncles were acting normal. It was obvious that they were just there for the testament nothing more or nothing less. I couldn 't believe how cruel they were but it did not matter anymore because I knew that at least my grandma will be in a better place but without
Growing up with grandparents that act like your parents can be the worse nightmare for a little girl especially knowing mentally that you have parents but are not physically there for you.
There 's was never a thing that I did not have everything that I ever wanted was there for me. I was raised by both of my grandparents, the people that I adore the most and would think that they would never be gone but I was wrong everything that you once loved has an ending. The day that my grandma passed away was the worst day. I still remember everything that happens like if it was yesterday. Ever since that day, I keep on telling myself that things happen for a reason. How can you say goodbye to someone that raised you; …show more content…
It was the first time I was not happy to see my grandma at all. As I was walking into the room, I started to feel dizzy. I was not ready to see my grandma laying down on the bed but this time it was not to go to sleep but to say goodbye forever. It took me about five minutes before I was able to step in that room, I was hesitating a lot but then all that I was thinking was that if I did not man up to step to the room the time was just ticking; minutes of life. I did, I finally had the courage to step into that room and slowly walk to her. Tears rolling down my face heavily and all I was able to say to my grandma was “ don 't leave me, I need you here”. I was not ready to let her. She pulls me in close to her as she slowly grabbed my hand. Her hand was warm and soft. She looked straight at my eyes and the only words that she said to me were “ I love you”. She was grabbing my hand tightly but slowly she was letting go but I was not ready to let her go. I was shocked, I could not believe what was going on. I started to pour like there was no tomorrow. The world had ended for me. All that I was able to do was to hug her tight, I did not want to let go of her. I was shouting for her to wake up for all of this just to be a nightmare. I was not letting go but eventually, it was going to happen as hard as it seems you have to let go of people. My head was all over the place. I felt hopeless, alone and weak. I was only …show more content…
I was afraid of what was going to happen next after all of this. I was not hungry nor sleepy, I could not get through my head that my grandma “mom” was gone. I went home to change, I couldn 't help but to go to my grandma 's room, the house felt empty it was not the same. The vibe from the house was dead. I remember sitting in front of my grandma 's coffin and all that I was able to think was that why her out of all the people in the world. I still needed my grandma in every way possible. I was devastated but it got to the point were no tears were coming out. I was physically there but not emotionally stable. People will try to comfort me but that would not work because they were not my grandma. I was refusing to let her go. Right after the moment everything and everyone was dead to me. Somehow I had to get the courage to go up to her and say my last goodbyes as much as it hurt. I wanted her to open her eyes, as I was touching her hand I couldn 't help it but to kiss her cold forehead and ask why she left me all alone. I just wanted everything to be over with. As the people were leaving they would approach me. Her so-called sons and daughters my aunts and uncles were acting normal. It was obvious that they were just there for the testament nothing more or nothing less. I couldn 't believe how cruel they were but it did not matter anymore because I knew that at least my grandma will be in a better place but without