Krisha's POV "Grandpa?... Grandpa?..." No, no, this can't be. My hands are trembling as I tried to reach his hands. I chew my lips when his hands are cold. It's not happening, right? "Grandpa, don't joke like this." He's not breathing anymore and his body are cold. And I know, he already left me at exactly first hour of my birthday. What a gift? There's nothing much I can feel right now was a pure sadness. He left me exactly at my birthday. He promised to always stay here by my side but how can he do it since he already left me. Why does it seems that the person whom I love will left me sooner. I held my grandpa's lifeless hands and open his palm, putting it on my cheek. I felt the coldness of his palms. "Grandpa, you left me. What am I going to do with me life now?" ###
Last Updated : 2021-12-15 Read more