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Goodbye Grandma


Author: Lisa-Marie
ASL Info:    39/Female/Australia
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Words: 377
Class/Type: Prose /Death
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Goodbye Grandma



I snuck into her bed
Just like I always had
But this morning things were different…
The rising sun casting it’s light through the blind
Still looked the same…
But still something was different
And I didn’t know what.

I reached for her hand…
And pushed my tiny hand in hers…
But her hand was cold and stiff…
“Grandma wake up” I whispered in her ear…
But she didn’t move…
Not this morning.

I snuggled closer to her
Because she was cold.
I smiled…thinking she was dreaming.
Dreaming about all the things in her stories
She always told.
I squeezed my eyes shut tightly
And hoped somehow I could join her wherever she was.
But it didn’t work…I couldn’t sleep…
I wanted to play…
To play with grandma just like we always did.

“Grandma wake up” I whispered louder…
Nothing.
I pulled her eyelids back
Hoping she would see me and come out of her dream.
I didn’t realise then that dead eyes can never see again.

I jumped on top of her…
And with my tiny fingers tried to tickle her…
But she didn’t laugh.
Why was today different…
I didn’t know.
With my tiny fists
I pounded on her chest…
“Wake up Grandma!
Wake up”

I sighed with frustration…
Jumped of her bed and stomped my foot.
I turned my back and walked to the door.
I turned one last time to see her…
And I thought I saw her move…
So I ran quickly…
Calling…
“Grandma”
Her eyes were still shut…
As I put my face next to hers…
I felt something wet upon my cheek…
I brushed it away…
I looked at Grandmas face…
A tear had trickled out of the corner of her eye…
I wiped it with my little hand…
And kissed her softly.
Why was it different today?

I let her sleep…
I left her room…
It was the last time I saw my Grandma.
I was four then…
And I have missed her ever since.

Every time I see the sun shining just that way…
The way it did that morning…
I feel sad.
I remember my mama said to me…
Grandma is still dreaming and she won’t be playing today.




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  its so sad and heartfelt... its hard to explain to a child that someone has died and they take it so hard or dont understand it at all... i know i didnt
Katana
| Posted on 2006-11-30 00:00:00 | by Katana Ryoko | [ Reply to This ]
  Wonderful. Sad, but wonderful. A child's first encounter with death and trying to understand it. If we ever really understand it. But I love the last line. It is simple, an explanation to give a child. But at the same time a very poetic view of death itself. I liked it very much. Thank you.
| Posted on 2006-11-28 00:00:00 | by Scribner | [ Reply to This ]
  Very sad and haunting, but very well written in all aspects.

I enjoyed reading this.

Frank.
| Posted on 2006-11-23 00:00:00 | by Frank Maguire | [ Reply to This ]


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