today's post is gonna be about yesterday.
i was damn sad la.
my grandma has passed on.
and here's how the story goes :
woke up at 6.15 am,
thought of watching the champions league match,
but woke up too late,
so checked the news.
yea liverpool won,
sorry arsenal,
no chance of a trophy this season.
so 6.30 came,
i was playing game,
making my dream team,
winning and not losing.
then came that fateful time,
screams of my name was heard.
mom is calling,
has she fallen?
time now was 8.
i ran to check,
mom was still calling,
but i did not see her fall.
she was crying her heart out,
i thought for what?
she asked me to check,
i said 'mom i'm scared'.
is she gone?
i don't know mom, i am just as scared.
i checked for pulse,
felt her head,
damn it was cold,
but not as ice.
called my uncle,
called my aunt.
they said they'll be coming,
and came they did.
fast forward.
so everything was prepared.
brought out the corpse,
bought out the wooden coffin.
we've buried her.
and with all our heart,
we hope that you'll rest in peace.
goodbye,
grandmother.
you are surely, being missed.