Scribd
Upload
385 views1 page

Essay The Worst Day of My Life Gisselle Medina

Gisselle's worst day started when her father told the family that her grandfather was dying of cancer. The family went to his house to say goodbye, hoping for a miracle. The next morning, Gisselle's father woke her up crying to tell her that her grandfather had passed away. Seeing his body being prepared by forensic experts and taken away was very difficult for Gisselle. Over the next few days, she helped plan the funeral while in a state of shock and grief. The funeral was the hardest thing, saying goodbye forever as his coffin was buried. Gisselle found comfort from her friends and cousin during this difficult time but the loss of her grandfather, who was like her best friend, left a deep

Uploaded by

Gisselle Medina
Copyright
© © All Rights Reserved
We take content rights seriously. If you suspect this is your content, claim it here.
Available Formats
Download as DOCX, PDF, TXT or read online on Scribd
385 views1 page

Essay The Worst Day of My Life Gisselle Medina

Gisselle's worst day started when her father told the family that her grandfather was dying of cancer. The family went to his house to say goodbye, hoping for a miracle. The next morning, Gisselle's father woke her up crying to tell her that her grandfather had passed away. Seeing his body being prepared by forensic experts and taken away was very difficult for Gisselle. Over the next few days, she helped plan the funeral while in a state of shock and grief. The funeral was the hardest thing, saying goodbye forever as his coffin was buried. Gisselle found comfort from her friends and cousin during this difficult time but the loss of her grandfather, who was like her best friend, left a deep

Uploaded by

Gisselle Medina
Copyright
© © All Rights Reserved
We take content rights seriously. If you suspect this is your content, claim it here.
Available Formats
Download as DOCX, PDF, TXT or read online on Scribd
You are on page 1/ 1

Gisselle Medina (21951066)

Essay The worst day of my life.

My worst day started on Friday 18 of 2019, it was the afternoon when my dad arrived home
telling all my family that my grandfather, (referring to his father), was agonizing, because he
was diagnosed with cancer two months before and the doctor said there was nothing that
could be done to help him. The only thing we could do was enjoy with him the short time that
he had, but we never thought that it would be very quickly and that we would lose him in the
blink of an eye. In that moment all my family went to the house where my grandfather was, to
say our last goodbye to him or wait for a miracle. It was very tough hearing all my family cry
and tell him to be strong and to don't leave us. I thought he could get better or that he would
be in a better state, I really wanted to be with him all night long, but I fell asleep. The next day
at 8:00am, my dad woke me up crying and at that moment I knew that my grandpa had died.
And one of the most difficult part was seeing him laying in bed without breathing, and how the
forensic experts came to prepare him and then to take him so we could mourn the loss of him.
My grandma sent me to take a shower because I was in shock, and the reason was mainly
because I was unable to process it and out of all of my cousins I was the one who was always
with him, because I'm the only one living in Honduras. Also, I'm the only girl of the family, so
my relationship was very cute with him. While the forensic experts had my grandpa, all my
family and I were setting everything up to see him and also for the funeral, at that moment I
didn't assimilate anything, in fact I can't remember much about nothing, since I feel it was a
nightmare, until the moment I saw my grandfather on the coffin, I realized everything was
true, and that I wouldn't be able to see him in my entire life. I didn't want to do anything or
talk to anyone. But that day my friends arrived there, when they found out about the news.
The truth is that they were very helpful, thanks to them, at least, I ate something that day. I
was sitting in the couch of the mortuary, with my two girl friends, they were there with me
throughout the whole process , When my friends left, my cousin arrived, I am very close to her,
and she was also very helpful at that time, since she didn't left me alone at any moment, she
spent the night with me and comforted me all the night, because I didn't want to even sleep or
talk with anybody else. The next day it was a little bit harder, because my worst day is divided
in three days; starts in January 18 and ends in January 20. January 20 of 2019 was the day my
grandpa was buried. My girl friends arrived again to give me strength and be with me, but that
is one of the most difficult things I've done in my life, saying goodbye forever to my
grandfather, and to know that it would be the last time that I would see him. Seeing the
moment when the closed the coffin and put it in a deep hole and that they three dirt to cover
it, was very tough, and even remembering is very difficult. Since I had to be strong for my dad
and grandma. My cousins and aunt were on videocall all the time, seeing them cry to the
distance was even tougher, because they couldn't get to say goodbye in person. He was the
best grandpa for everyone, more than my grandfather, he was my bestfriend. But after that
difficult moment, we had to return to my grandma's house and no one wanted to do anything,
the house felt so empty, so everyone decided to try and rest and be together. And that's how
the day ended.

You might also like