You always think life is just going to be on your side. Well to tell you the truth it isn't always. Barely ever is to tell you the truth. I always thought that being 11 years-old was just going to be my special year. Well I guess I was just wrong.
I finally had turned 11 and was heading off to fifth grade; my last year at dumb elementary school before I head off into middle school. I went shopping for everything supplies, clothes, anything you cold think of at that moment. I was just leaving my Girl Scout meeting and my mom got caught up talking with a friend. I listened and my mom was talking on about my grandpa in the hospital. Then my mom said, "Yea Emilee your grandpa is in the hospital." I felt like crying because someone out of our family knew before me.
I continued on with my life. I bought his birthday gift and everything. Then one day I was on the computer browsing the Internet and playing on Whyville my mom whispered something to my brother. I perked my ears to listen. I just burst out in tears from what I had heard. My grandpa, the one I loved so much, had pancreatic cancer. I was just stunned. I was filling a pool with my tears. No matter what I did I kept crying. I read that it is the most aggressive cancer, that meant he would die sooner.
I got to visit him once in the hospital; I couldn't stand to see him suffer. At that point I just wished he was dead and out of the way of any harming pain. Then my wish came true, the day Bankinter came to Whyville. I had just opened an account when we got the dreaded call. My aunt was just there talking to him before he died.
So what do I have left of him . . . the memory of seeing bouncy bounces outside his hospital when we left, and said our final goodbyes. Now when I see a bouncy bounce I think of my hero, my grandpa. I also have Whyville, I have Bankinter and my account to remember him. Even though I won't see him until I die I pray he is with me watching me grow up. I shall never forget the one person who I miss and love the most. The one I shed the most tears for.
So life is just a roller coaster that has hills you have to over come and drops you are scared of and little bits of smooth cruising scattered around. You just never know what is coming next on the roller coaster or when it is over. So my advice is to just live life and find something to remember those who cause you a hill. You may receive some smooth cruising. I did, well up until about March or April when my great-grandma died. I still cried but this time I knew there was nothing that would bring her back. I just have to communicate with them through praying. Right now I am cruising through the end of fifth grade. This summer will be the anniversary of the grandpa's death, and I will cry.
I have a drop coming up and that is turning 13 next year. My grandma will be the same age my grandpa was when he died. I worry that she will die. I know I just have to enjoy her at the moment and just wait until then and just live with the results.
Like Armanda and the Dolphins would say . . . so long and thanks for all the fish.
-RR21
