My name is Billi with an I and today I'm going to be talking to you about my grandpa. Every day I go over to his house and make him breakfast. I make eggs, bacon, toast, sausage or I'll make French toast so on and so forth. Today my mom got a call from the hospital and they said my grandpa had a stroke. After a few days they released my grandpa. My mom said I couldn't go over to his house today because she said he still needed time to get back in the routine of things at home. I bugged my mom for weeks to go see grandpa and finally she let me go.  I start riding my bike to grandpa's and I get all excited and happy. When I arrived at grandpa's I walked inside and told him I was ready to make his breakfast. I got no reply. He was just spaced out staring at the TV. He never spoke. Ever. I don't know what happened to him but it's like I don't even know him anymore. I rushed out of the door as tears came crashing down my face. Rode my bike back home as fast as I could. When I got home I ran inside and hug my mom. I asked her what was wrong with grandpa and she sang me a nursery rhyme.  I knew he was going to be stuck like this forever cause dad told me. I was so angry that he did tell me but I knew I had to find out eventually. I was I will always love my grandpa no matter what, but, And I still go to his house every day and cooking breakfast because without him there is no sunshine.

© All Rights Reserved