The Day My Cousin Left This Earth😭

   On July seventh twenty-seventeen.  I was over my grandparents house getting ready for my dads birthday and getting his present ready. I was really excited to celebrate his birthday until..
   My grandpa struggled a little up the stairs. He went to my uncles room to wake him up. Then I opened my door.  My uncle rolled out of bed and put on his glasses. My grandpa stood there for a little starring at the floor.
      He looked up "get ready, Boo might be dead, he's not breathing" he said it so direct. It felt like my heart dropped all the way to my stomach. Boo was my favorite oldest cousin he was so cheerful he always bought fireworks for the Fourth of July and he always made everyone laugh. I couldn't believe he might be dead. My thoughts started getting cloudy and my eyesight was getting blurry from all the tears building up. My uncle and I walked back into our rooms and shut the door.
     I sat on my bad and started getting my shoes on.  Everything was just so blurry. I wiped my tears from my cheek and wiped my eyes.  Then I walked out my room and went down stairs.
    My grandma walked through the door after opening it her key were chiming together as she closed the door it seemed like she wanted to crawl into her bed and cry all day and night. Instead she held it together better than I could. Better than I did. Tears were streaming down my face like a waterfall I kept wiping them away.
     "I have hope, maybe he's just in a coma or something" my grandma said
             "I don't know" I struggled to say
    It felt like something was clogging my throat. I swallowed hard "m-maybe you're right" I tried to bring her hopes up even though I knew I was wrong..
 "because when we saw him yesterday he was alive sitting down talking to us" she said.
   "he said he was nauseated and tired" I said.
   It just came out. I looked down tears falling from my face on to the floor. We stopped talking. She walked to her room. Then walked out "let's go" she walked passed me and out the door. She seemed kinda angry with me. I stood there feeling hopeless. My thoughts started to blur up again.
 I walked out side while my uncle and grandpa were following behind me we all were getting in the car. My grandma dropped her cigarette and crushed it and I went up to her and hugged her because I  knew that was the last of her family.
We all got in the car. And we buckled are seat belts and she drives out the driveway. We got to the hospital and parked in the parking lot. We got out the car and walked inside the hospital. We saw Juanita his wife and we walked up to her.
  "He's dead" Juanita said. My grandma ran all around the hospital crying "NO,NO,NO" my grandma yelled. The officers came " sit down" the police said. They guided her to a wheelchair. She fell to the ground on her knees and cried and cried "come on Kimberly get up" my grandpa said.
The police helped my grandma up and she finally sat in the wheelchair.
  I was crying in the corner I couldn't stop crying. Juanita hugged me "the room is ready" the doctor said we walked to the room. We let the doctor go first to push the curtain. We saw boo laying there lifeless. My heart sank to the floor. I went up to the bed and went to the side and held his hand it was so cold. I cried and we were all by him hugging boo even though he couldn't see us or feel us. We had to leave after a while we hugged each other as we left the building then we parted ways. This led me down a path of sadness because of my grandpa dieing not so long ago before it but my family had been comforting and loving to me. I will always remember the memories with him and Boo will always be in my Heart ❤️