Age:[ 16 ] Gender:[ F ]

	  IN 1997 MY GRANDPA DIED. HE HAD A LONG STRUGGLE WITH CANCER. ABOUT
  TWO WEEKS BEFORE HE DIED  WE WENT TO CALIFORNA FOR A WEEK. HE LOOK
  PREETY GOOD. WE GOT PHONE CALLS HE WAS GETTING WORST ABOUT 5 DAYS
  AFTER WE LEFT. WE  CAME BACK HE COULNT WALK, EAT ON HIS OWN OR
  ENYTHING. HE HAD A HOSTIPLE BED A BREATHING MACHINE IN MY GRANDMAS
  HOUSE. IN HIS LAST COUPLE DAYS I DIDNT SPEND TO MUCH TIME WITH
  HIM HE SOMETIMES DIDNT NO WHO WE WERE .IT ALL HAPPEND SO FAST ON
  AUGUST 7, 1997 HE DIED I SEEN HIM TAKE HIS LAST BREATH MY DAD WAS
  HOLDING HIS HAND BEFORE HE DIED HE HAD A SMILE ON HIS FACE IT WAS
  SO SAD I WAS REALLY CLOSE TO MY GRANDPA I WOULD SEE HIM EVERY DAY
  SINCE I WAS LITTLE EVER SINCE HE DIED LIFE BEEN GOIND DOWN HILL I
  DONT NO WANT TO DO  I DIDNT EVEN GET TO SAY I SORRY AND I LOVE YOU
  I DID PREETY MEAN THINGS BEFORE BUT NEVER MEANT IT I HOPE HE KNOWS
  I LOVE HIM VERY MUCH 
I KEEP THINGS TO MY SELF I HOLD EVERY THING IN MY PARENTS DONT EVEN
NO HOW I FEEL THATS WHY I WRITING THIST TO GET IT OUT I WOULD OF TOOK
HIS PLACE THAT DAY HE DIED I LOVE HIM AND MISS HIM