I’m sitting at dinner. I don’t know why but mum has got a tear on her cheek. I ask why. The reply is a terrible shock to me. Mum said that Grandpa had passed away.
" I don’t feel like eating anymore, " I say. I ask, " May I leave the table? "
" Yes! "
I go outside. I walk passed it and then around it. Ther in front of me is the place where Grandpa and I would play.
Another tear comes to my eye.
A stone?
It’s never been there before. I wonder how it got there?
I go to stand on it and I fall.
All of my memories of me and Grandpa come back to me. I am cold. He is not here to keep me warm.
I cry.
It’s like a river of tears. I’m in a river. Someone is touching me. I open my eyes.
It was just a dream.
I get out of bed and have breakfast.
Then I go to my special place. The stone is there. Maybe it was not a dream!
I can see a face in the water. It might be Grandpa.
I put my hand in the water to check. When I put my hand in something grabs me and pulls me in.
by: Isabelle 4W
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