My sadness brought to me, my grandmother of my grandmother, passed away…


I want to tell my little story, since I was a kid, I loved my grandmother who is cares for me, and she makes me happy to have a good path.


When one day was a changed, since 2017 or 16… My grandmother had a Schizophrenia or Alzheimer's. She got problem remembering us a little. So, my mother, decided to take my grandmother to the asylum. For someone who will take her of her.


I felt sorry for my grandmother, got happened…


But the good is, we are doing fine of our lives like my grandmother lives. That visited her for the third time each year to see her how is she going.


But one day…my grandmother was sick, she got her brain-damaged, it means…the dead is coming one day…she will be gone.


And this day…my aunt told me this news…my grandmother passed away…for real…

That I got feeling in the bottom of my heart…my grandmother loves me, loves my mother, loves my father, loves my sisters, and loves of the rest of my family, forever.


I cried, and my tears came out…but I got my heart steel and brave…to keep going of my dreams and live for my live always… I know my most fear is, the dead, but one day, I will learn and face my most fear, to be more bravely like a hero. And I will live more until the end.


Thanks for understand. I will keep going of my life and still alive that I got my family and even all of you, lads as a friends and brothers and sisters.

When a loved one dies, the god is taken to heaven, to the land of the dead, and to our hearts.