I don't really know how I feel. We knew that he's time was ending. But it doesn't make it any easier. I'm so sick of all this death. I don't know how I am suppose to feel. My dad doesn't even seem to be fazed by it. His father just died and all he can say is that he is in a better place. I know that he loves his father, but I feel like I can't cry. When my mom's mom died we cried together. It was okay, but her death was unexcepted. With my grandpa we knew that it was going to happen soon. I don't know what else to say. I just don't know what to do.
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