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.
RECENT STUDENT WORK MORE STUDENT STORIES
Attention class! We Are StoryCorps has an exciting announcement to make. (You might want to take notes on this one–it... Read more.