The worst day of my life

by Athena

3 years ago, my grandfather from my dads side passed away from heart attack. That was on 12 april 2019. 2 days before my brothers birthday. Back then I was on sixth grade.

     I remember coming back from school excited to see my dad and tell him about how well I did at some test. After classes I always go to my grandparents to eat lunch because they stay in the apartament next to ours so it’s easy. I entered my grandmas kitcken and saw her standing at the table with my dad and my aunt. My grandpa was in hospital for two or three days but I wasn’t worried something could happen. I saw a candle on the table and a thought about him went through my head so I asked how was he doing and when is he coming home. My grandma said: ”Your dad will explain everything to you” then he took me outside and told me he passed away that morning at the hospital. I fell on my knees. I was in shock. I just couldn’t believe it. After a few minutes, I realized that it wasn’t a dream, everything was real and he was gone, I started crying my eyes out. I screamed out of anger then buried my face in my dads chest. After I calmed down a little, me and my dad took a walk in the garden, cried together and talked about what a great man my grandpa was and how much we will miss him. That was the worst day of my life.