Last Friday, early morning 27th April, 5am, my grandfather took his last breath. I was kept in the dark till evening time because my family refuse to let me into it. Again, they blamed me for everything and that I should had stayed with him to see through his last breath.
Now, life seem so empty with my grandparents in another World and all blame was being pushed to me.
It's really sad... really..
I refuse to go for Chemo anymore... I'm running away from treatment.
I took some time and courage to pull out that DVD, and watch that show that brought back memories of the the past. Tears trickled down, pulling a long sad face regreting everything...
Things seem to come to a standstill...
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