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baby i don't know where they'll take me.

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breakaway
Wishlist:
-Trip to Korea again
-Go to the beach
-Learn how to sing properly
-CLOTHES
-SHOES
-Flawless skin
-Taller

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My deepest condolence
Thursday, September 17, 2009 // 9:58 PM

I think you guys already know why I wasn't at school this week.
Im sorry.

13 September 2009.
is a day i will remember, always remember.

He, age 74.
I, at age 14.
He went at about 3 in the afternoon,
on 13 of September.

My grandfather just went without a sign.
He was a great grandpa, Although he did some stuff that made me and my family unhappy, be people make mistakes, I will accept the things he have done as a mistake. He is always smiling, very close to my mother. My mom always take him to eat some good food.


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It was a bright sunday, My parents wanted to bring my grandpa along with us to eat lunch.

when we reached there, my grandma already cooked his meal. So, my dad & mom started chit chatting with my grandparents.

Last night, He fainted in the bathroom. for some time, My aunts were worried. BUT they didnt take him to the hospital.

And so, they chit chatted for sometime. and then he said "you guys must be hungry. Go eat then. I've eaten already"

After lunch, we went to shop for shoes. We saw my aunt and cousin there. They went for lunch.

After we shopped for shoes, my dad got a call from my other aunt. After my dad hung up the phone, he rushed us into the parking lot and we speed towards my grandpa's house. It was raining. my mom called my brothers telling them to fly towards my grand's house, something must have happened.

We reached. So did my brothers, my dad just ran out of the car. Then i ran out. It was horrible, My dad holding onto my grandpa shouting "DAD! DAD!" shaking him, wanting my grand to wake up, My aunt and grandma crying, My brothers and one the gf was tearing.

They called the ambulance, but after a long time its still not here. My brother fly towards nearest hospital.

Me and my other family members sat in my dad's car and also towards the hospital.

We reached.

They cried.

I was holding back my tears.

My twin was tearing too.

We waited and the bad news came.

He left.

The doctors tried their best.

They checked his brain cells, they were too late.

My aunts are all there, cousins, everyone.

we went into the room, took a last look at my grand.

My big bro went to the police station along with his gf and my 3th bro to do report.

We waited at the hospital.

My mom called my 2nd bro which is in Thailand now. Told him the bad news.

My dad said that his gonna put his body at my house before doing anything else.

After finishing the report, he went to the basement where all the bodies are placed and they took his body into the van.

And again, everyone was crying like mad. My dad was having a hard time breathing.

I cried too.

So, the van went towards my place. Moved the tables in the living room. Place the body there.

Everyone was madly crying.

my 2nd bro rushed back from thailand,

My dad's uncle and more people came to see and cry.

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We waited until 3 in the morning.

For the people in charge of the funeral program.

they gave instructions and stuff and they started dressing my grandpa up.

AND stuff. It was a really long week for me, long and slow week.

2nd day, i was awaken by my aunt's cry.

We prayed a lot. The monks were all there.

3rd day we prayed too.

the 4th day

The day we see grand being place under tons of earth.

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Grandpa, Hear our prayers. May you be happy and R.I.P. We <3>