My Dead Grandpa
My grandpa died a year ago in early January but I won't say the exact date. I've tried to think about him every day since he died and I think I have. I miss him so much. He was the only grandpa I knew because my other one, who I apparently look like, died before I was born. My other one had cancer. He died I think seven months after he got it which made it harder. Plus it was the day after his birthday. It was so sad. For the longest time I didn't know he had cancer, but the summer before he died, his last summer, he was in the hospital. I saw him twice. I had dreams about him too. When he was alive I never ever had dreams about him. But in the past year I've had about a billion with him in them. I had the first one just a few days after he died. I also wrote letters to him and have kept them close to me. I wrote a ton. Thank you for taking the time to read this. It is my personal story and has never been told to anyone before. No one I know knows how much I miss him.