My Grandfather's Death

On the night of May 2nd, I layed down on my bed, relaxing. After all, I didn't know what would happen tommorow.

I was sleeping, and relaxing tieringly when suddenly my parents woke my up urgently and told me that my grandfather was going to die sooner or later. We went the hospital, and before I knew it, I was staring at the dead body of my grandfather. And I knew that he had died in peace.