I am an 18 years old girl, I love my family more than anything! my grandmothers are my best friends.. they keep me safe.. i love them and I would never imagine my life without them!
One day I was walking down the street, I was going to see my grandmother, my mother s mother, she was so precious and she always made me smile.. as I was heading there my phone rang, I picked up and my mum was crying I said mum what s wrong? she said gabriella ..i am at the hospital! I said what? Why mum what s wrong? she said your grandma.. I stopped breathing for a moment.. i was horrified! So I ran to the hospital, and when I got in I asked the nurses about where my grandma was, they told me that she was in surgery! I went to the waiting room and saw my mother and my aunts sitting there, crying, I watched them with tears in my eyes then my mum looked up and said gabriella..oh gabriella! and she came and hugged me and cried saying your grandma fell of the stairs.. she was badly hurt gabriella! She is in surgery now and they are doing their best.. I didn t even hug my mum back.. i was shocked.. i was horrified.. everything seemed meaningless! How is my grandma hurt when I was coming over to see her? How could she be in surgery when I was just talking to her? That didn t make any sense! That was my grandma in there.. i felt like I was the one who was in surgery.. i felt like I will never breathe again until she is okay.. that was MY grandma! I sat next to my mum.. all the time I was thinking about all the memories I shared with her.. all our smiles, our laughs, our tears, our hugs, everything.. my soul was being taken away from me! That was the only person who loved me for who I am, the only person I felt safe with, my grandma.. and I couldn t do anything to help her! We waited outside in the waiting room for about 5 hours. .i didn t feel the time because I was in a whole different world.. a better world.. a world where the people I care about are well, where they are with me.. where I don t lose my grandma! Then the doctor came out, he was facing the ground and my uncle looked at him and knew that something was wrong but he didn t imagine it would be that bad.. because the doctor faced my mother and aunts and said your mother was hurt, she was really hurt, and her age didn t help her, we did what we could, but we lost her.. i am sorry.. at that point my mum collapsed to the ground wheeping and my aunts fell next to her, hugged her and wheeped with her.. my uncle took a few steps back and sat on the chair and his eyes were filled with tears but then he put his head into his knees. I just stood there, not crying, not wheeping, nothing at all. It was like I lost feeling of my surroundings. Then I walked out of the waiting room, walked in the hallways, and as I was walking, a dead body was being moved, the nurses pushing it infront of them passed beside me. It was my grandmother s body. I looked at her and watched her until they took her into a room. There was a sign with a word on the door of that room, in my mind I read that word and my whole world collapsed. The word was morgue .