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A Time I was Sad Laughing was going on with my sister and I. I was very glad it was going to be a fun-filled Saturday, seeing my cousins. Every thing was perfectly fine with me. Everything around me was no worries. Why did I think like that, not everything would go perfect that day. It was a bright day, an happy day early in the morning on a Saturday when my mom, my younger sister and I were walking out of the Walgreens Store. We were all happy and all giggling and all happy to go see my grandpa. My sister and I were joking around and having an delightful time, not even thinking about a bit of sadness. Nothing would go wrong was applying to me at that instance. We were very happy and joyful. It was the day of the Fall Carnival and I was very excited about it. People were passing us without smiles on their faces but we still were laughing pleasantly. Until I heard the my mom's phone ring. My mom picked it up and I heard her talking. I was curious who it was and what they were talking about. Then the phone call ended. Before I can even ask who it was and what that person said, she spoke before I can even speak. "Grandpa's gone" was the two words my mom said in a scared but strong voice. How can my grandpa be gone? Just how? My whole universe was gone. "I asked her if she is serious and she said yes. All the sudden I burst into tears making wild animal noises. What would be life without my grandpa. He was one of the best people I know and I didn't even say I love you to him. I felt horrible. Thoughts were going to my head with how much I miss and love him. I was crying so hard. I didn't care who was watching me or not. Probably people thought I was a crybaby. Things applied to me that I would never ever get to see him again, and that was true. I except thinking about nothing but my grandpa. I just couldn't believe that he was gone. I keep talking to my mom about my grandpa, asking questions like non-stop. Oh, how I wanted him to be alive but he couldn't. I keep on thinking how my grandpa was a generous. My happiness was gone. It felt like a rainy day even though it was a sunny day. Then my mom told me how many things happen and grandpa was in so much pain. I was so sensitive. I felt a little better but I was still crying so hard. My mom keep trying to convince me that everything will be okay but she missed him too, only little tears streaming down her face. Nothing would cheer me up, just nothing. So much sadness happened on that exact day. Nothing will make me forget my grandpa from that moment on. Though I felt liked I disappeared at that moment, I am okay. I am still sad about my grandpa. Things are appling to me that nothing can take away the thought of my grandpa.