The Death Date


the living days

my great grand father treated me like i was his own son. He helped me out so much that he would even claim me as his own son 

The questions

I asked myself over and over how well i survive without him here in my presents , how well i be able to cummunicate with him what do i do ?

The Finall straw

I was the las t grand child to hold his hand after he left the world at 3:15 , Hes hands were cold as ice cubes his face was very pale and purple he was postion like a fish with no water

The Death Date