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Autobiography Don't die granddad, don't die. I kept repeating this in my mind as all the great times flashed before me. Don't die granddad, don't die. All we could do is wait and wait and wait. As people passed up in the corridor whilst they entered different doctors offices, apparently ill. Nothing in comparison to what my granddad was in. I remember this day, I remember every single part of it, without a doubt the worst day I have ever experienced and hopefully the last. Don't die granddad, don't die. Thirteen of us sat down, whilst my father was walking up and down the corridor biting his nails, stuttering as he spoke, shaking when he moved. We all really didn't no what had hit us. ...read more.


This is not possible." With my dad being an Anaesthetist he knows this is really bad news. I think everybody did inside. With my heart telling me he will pull through, my mind is telling me he is going to die. We were allowed to visit him one by one. It was horrible. Indescribable. It was my turn to visit him, I walked in and I could see wires strapped everywhere. I walked up and took a seat next to him. I was crying, tears pouring. I got up and kissed him on the forehead, and said " I love you granddad, Please don't die on me, not now." I started to hit myself viciously in the leg. All I could think was, only if, only if. Only if he would of come to mine. He wouldn't have been here. ...read more.


He had nothing but desperation and scare dome on his face. We all starred at him, "I'm afraid its bad news, he hasn't pulled through. He was very strong, it would have been a miracle for him to recover, I'm sorry." It was the worst time of my life. Alls I could do is cry. I felt sick, I felt absolutely repulsive. The night went so slow. It was so bad I cant even put it into words. I wanted to kill myself. Me and my granddad were so close, like father and son. He was so jolly, I saw him everyday in the morning, at night. How would I be able to cope? I fell asleep; I woke up and looked out of the window. It was thundering and lightning. The weather matched my feelings, atrocious. My feeling for him were so strong. I loved him with all my heart. I will never forget you. Jamie Halsall ...read more.

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