The only reason I'm here
by Kylee tap.
I lost my poppy in 2009. It had been a wonderful day at school and I barly had time to think about my poppy in the hospital. When I got home I came inside and started laughing along with my nieces and nephews who were living with us at the time. My parents took me outside at first I was confused why but then it dawned on me. It was almost like a movie I couldn't believe it and when the tears started I couldn't stop them. A few days before that I had to write a report about who my favorite person was and say why. As the preacher from my church read at his funereal i began to cry even harder then I already was as he read the part about him saving my life when I was three years old. I had died and he brought me back to life, I literally died for a few seconds. Now every time something good happens to me later that night I begin to wonder what he would have said to me. It's so hard to believe that all that happened truly happened it seems like a dream that ended long ago it doesn't seem real. I can hardly remember his voice anymore. I am depressed now and the only reason I'm not suicidal is because why should I give up the life I have because of him and god. I love you grandpa!!! See you in heaven.