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It Was Too Late
Brinnnngggggg!
“Ello” I said when I answered the phone. It turned out that it was my cousin in Cuba.
“Our our our grandfather is dy,dy,dy……” said Amanda sobbing.
“Listen to me stop sobbing and speak slower.”
“Don’t make me say it again please don’t. I can’t do it.”
“Do what?”
“Say that word please he needs youuuuuu.” Amanda said sobbing even harder.
“Who?”
“Our Grandfather.”
“ What is he’s dying. Don’t tell me he’s dying.”
“I’m sorry but yes.”
I dropped my phone and fell on my knees crying. I couldn’t believe what I just heard. I stayed there on the ground in tears. I picked up my phone and I called the airport. I got in the next flight to Havana,Cuba. I forgot to pack my clothes and I didn’t care. The only thing that was going through my head is that I have to go see my granddad.
I rented a car and met Amanda in the hospital lobby with Brabra. They took me to his room. He had so many wires but so many wires in him. I couldn’t even look at him without crying. He had so many broken bones. I asked Amanda what happened to him. Before she could even tell me the story Granddad spoke for the first ever since he got here.
“Susan, Susan is that you?”
I broke into tears “Yes Granddad I’m here and I’m not going to go anywhere.”
“I love you.” He said. “I love you so much.”
“Oh Granddad I love you to” I said sobbing “Please don’t leave me Granddad. Please don’t I love you.”
“I’ll I’ll try it’s too hard to keep going on.” He said with a tear going down his right check hitting the white hospital sheets.
“Aww Granddad please don’t cry you’re not going anywhere I promise your stay here with me and ill make sure u don’t leave.”
We both cried together his tears hitting the white hospital sheets and mine hitting the white tiles in his hospital room. The nurse came in and asked me to leave. As i was walking away with the tears rolling down my checks my Granddad said
“No she must stay I can’t survive without her.”
The nurse let me stay. I stayed there with him until he fell asleep. I tried to get up from my seat but I couldn’t. I couldn’t leave him but I knew I had to. I got up and left.
I went to the information desk and asked the lady what happened to him and how he ended up here. The lady said its classified information. I walked away in anger but I actually went back to my granddads room to talk to him.
He was still asleep when i got there. I looked threw the papers that were next to his bed. I took them out of the envelope and I started reading. I couldn’t believe that someone would push an 80 year old man down the stairs, and then shot him when he was in pain on the ground, and then when the ambulance got him he had a heart attack. The tears started running down my face. He woke up and saw me reading those papers and crying. After a couple minutes I noticed he was staring at me
“Oh Granddad.” I said in a low but deep voice.
“I didn’t want you to know.” He said
“Are you ok though?”
“I’ll be fine.”
“Granddad why didn’t you tell me?” I saw him open up his mouth but I didn’t want to know even though I asked. I stormed out of the hospital and went to my car. Why didn’t anyone tell me I’m not a little girl anymore? I thought.
I decided to go away. Go away from the sadness. So I just drived. I past the street of my aunt and uncles house. I made a U-turn on to their street. As I got closer and closer to their house I smelled smoke I got even closer the smoke smell was getting stronger. There was smoke covering the car. I got to their house I saw people with buckets going toward their house with buckets and people yelling help help someone help us. I got out of the car and grabbed a bucket. I went into the house. To the source of the fire. A bunch of people followed me. After a while the fire had gone out. I saw my aunt on the other side of the street crying. I knew why she was crying but I was hoping I was wrong.
“What happened? Where is he?” I asked
“Gone” she rested her head on my right shoulder crying.
“No he can’t be.” I said in shock.
“He went in to go get your cousins. They made it out, but he didn’t. I told him not to go but I knew that nothing was going to keep him from going. He then never came out. People went in looking but nothing. They couldn’t find him.”
Now this happens. I lost my uncle and I’m losing my granddad. I thought. I came for my granddad and to visit my family not to find my uncle dead in a fire. The thought of that of a death and possibly anther made the tears just come out. They were speeding down my checks. Me and my aunt were crying our tears hit the sidewalk one after another. I couldn’t keep crying so I got up and found a stick one the ground and threw it. Rachel came over and said everything would be ok.
I got up and left her there staring at me walking away. She came running over and said
“You’re in no condition to be driving. Let me drive for you.”
“No thank you I can drive myself.”
“Are you sure.”
“Positive.” I said as I got in my car and drove away.
I drove to the beach. When I stepped out of the car that cool beachy breeze hit my face. It reminds me of when I was younger. I used to come here all the time with my granddad when I was little. He would always pick me up and toss me up in the air and then catch me. I really wished that he could do that again, but I knew he couldn’t he was too weak to do anything anymore.
Ratchel followed me to the beach. (she has been following me this whole time. I realized that at a red light when I turned my head and saw her behind me.) I keep driving thinking to that she would go away. I stopped at another red light and she was still behind me. I started to get scared so I started to drive a faster. She was still flowing me then. I didn’t know what to do so I decided to pull over. She stepped out of the car. I saw her come up to my car so I stepped out. She looked like she was going to hit me before she could I ducked and grabbed her leg and sat on her so she couldn’t move.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” I said. “Why can’t we just talk this over like we were able to.”
“Why really why? I’ll tell you why it’s because I DON’T like you. Ok and I pushed your granddad and I started the fire to kill your uncle.”
I got off her and went to my car I called the police and I guess my phone recorded the conversation that we had. When the police got there I showed them the conversation we had and they arrested her. That was the last time I saw Ratchel.
I went to go see my granddad this was going to be the last time I will see him. I got to his room and the heart monitor was beeping. I got scared and screamed for the nurse. She came in running with the doctor. They tried to save him but it was too late they told me it was too late. There was nothing left for him to live for too late was going through my head during plane trip him too late was the last thing I was told. Before the monitor started beeping he even said goodbye to me goodbye were his last words goodbye was all I had left of him goodbye. I said goodbye as the plane went plane went speeding to the ocean goodbye was the words I spoke to. I saw my granddad that day and I would always be with and never leave like I promised.

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