It's been 2 weeks. 2 whole weeks. And
it still doesnt feel real. I dont like talking about it so i held
everything in. I pretended like everything was okay and i was okay
because i felt the need to be strong cause everyone else around me
was falling apart. He was gone, just like that and it was hard to
digest. He had been suffering for quite a long time but even in the
worst days, I never thought that i'd live to see him
leave. I miss my
grandfather. but yeah, I
dont like talking about it.
It's been 2 weeks. 2 whole weeks. And it still doesnt feel
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