By Brianna, Age 11
2020 was a rough year because covid had just started. But at the end of 2020 on Christmas, my dad and my sister’s whole side got covid…including me. It was very hard because I wasn’t able to be around my family during Christmas. After two weeks, everyone was better but then my father and my grandfather were sick with covid and my grandfather had to get put in the hospital. After about three weeks, my father and my grandfather were doing better, but my grandfather had to stay in the hospital because of a blood clot. One day, I was relaxing and watching TV, but then I got a call from my father saying that the blood clot in my grandfather traveled to his heart and he died. I was so devastated that I was never the same the rest of that day. But instead of feeling sad, I remembered the good and fun times we had together. I remembered when I would always go to his house early in the morning and spend some time with him before he went to work with my father.
I will always remember the great times I spent with my grandfather.