Let’s see.. It was some time in March around 2008 where I learned about what death really was. My grandmother was sick and had terminal cancer, but, of course, I didn’t know what that meant nor did anyone tell me about it. So eventually it got awful to where she wouldn’t eat or do anything so they had to take her to the hospital where she would have her final resting moments. My mother and my grandmother and a special bond so on that terrible day my mother felt like something was going to happen so she grabbed me and my brother and raced to the hospital. Once we got there I noticed that it was starting to rain a little. Most of our family was already there and present. Everyone started walking in with gloomy faces saying they were there and
