About an hour ago my grandpa came to visit us.. When I were younger he used to tell us those fiction stories that me and my brother loved..but today he started talking about his dead brother ,, it was like this:
"my father loved my youngest brother so much.. He used to ask about him all the time, he was special,and very handsome..everybody loved him.
While he was having his final exams he used to ask me about the things he didn't understand and I'd explain them to him..so once he didn't understand sth in grammar and came to ask me , I was smoking back then, he came to me and grabbed my shoulders and shook me "do you wanna die?!!! Do you wanna die??"
I couldn't answer him but explained the grammar lesson for him anyway..the next day he came back from school and came to tell me : I got all the answers right, thank you! And I'm sorry about yesterday but I don't want you to die.
a few days later HE died."
it made me sad :c
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