A Day to Remember: This Day Like It Happened Yesterday

1569 Words Oct 20th, 2011 7 Pages
I remember this day like it happened yesterday. I was a sophomore in high school and Thanksgiving had just past. I had fallen asleep watching a movie in the living room we had in the basement. It was about eight o’clock and I was woken up by a loud thump. Thinking someone had dropped something, I went back to sleep. It was when I heard my dad running above when I knew something was wrong. I ran up the stairs and watched as he ran into my Grandpa’s room which was right off the living room. He then yelled for me to go get my mom. I ran upstairs as fast as I could, told my mom something was wrong with Grandpa, and ran back down with her right behind me. Seconds later I heard my mom calling 911.
My Grandpa had had a stroke and that’s when it
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I stayed at the hospital until twelve o’clock and Christina drove me home. She walked me up to my room and tucked me into bed. As soon as I lay down I lost it and she held me while I cried. She told me how much my Grandpa loved me and how he would always look after me no matter where he is. At school the next day, I called my dad during third hour. I asked him to call me out because I just wanted to come to the hospital and be by my Grandpa. I went straight to the hospital and sat by his side all day. When school was over Christina came to join me. Once again we stayed until twelve o’clock; Christina drove me home, and held me while I cried. Saturday I got up early and drove over to the hospital. I couldn’t bear not being around my Grandpa. After dance Christina came over to keep me company. And like the days before, when twelve o’clock came, Christina drove me home and held me while I cried. Sunday morning I got up and Christina picked me up and took me to the hospital. We stayed there the entire day by my Grandpa’s side. But when twelve o’clock came rolling around, I didn’t want to leave. For some reason I felt like I should stay but my dad convinced me to go home. At eight o’clock on Monday, October 6th, I walked down stairs wondering why I didn’t get in trouble for not walking up to go to school. I stopped half way down the steps when I saw my aunts and uncles sitting in
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