Hi, my name is Krista. I’m in 9th grade and I wanna talk about my grandpa. I want to talk about him because I was really close to him and he basically raised me. When I was little I never wanted to go home and I would always stay with him.
And then he got sick and I started staying with my mom more, and I went to school and he got so sick because I went to school, but I’m really talking about the day that he died because it made a huge impact on me because all I could do is cry. And it hurt me so bad because I never wanted this to happen. He was so young. He died when he was 57. I never thought I would lose one of the closest people in my life. It hurt me so bad I couldn’t stop crying.
I remember that morning when I woke up to get ready for school and my mom, sitting on my bed, telling me that my grandpa has passed. I never thought I would hear that come out of her mouth. He died 8 minutes before his birthday and it just killed me to know that. I don’t know. Till this day I still think about him and I still cry. It’s been about 3 years now and it still hurts me. I wish every day that he would still be here with me so I could call him and hear his voice and be with him when I wanted to be.
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