Writing in role 2

It was a sad morning, I saw gram-pa die this morning, it made me think how short life is. Grampa was so miserable but he made people laugh so much, i miss him already as i feel empty knowing that someone so powerful in our family has left us but he didnt leave us as his decision he was taken away from us. I remember this one time he laughed so hard he threw a hip out of joint laughing. 

I dont think that i will ever forget this day again, i had to lift his dead body up with Al, Uncle John and Pa it felt like it was my final moments with him even tho he was dead, them last few moment of carrying away grampa was like seeing his whole life before my own eyes. I need to calm my anger and keep out of trouble, i dont wanna be buried like grampa im too young.