Anger. Shock. Confusion. I mostly felt angry when I found out my grandma had Leukemia. The sadness came after when reality began to sink in. My grandma had been sick for awhile, but we all assumed it was a stomach flu, until the doctors told us she had pneumonia. Finding out she had cancer came after.  My mom told me in the car one morning before school. We were in the line for McDonald's waiting patiently for our food. She hesitated before telling me my grandma’s illness.
I could feel my heart breaking as she said the word cancer.
I stared blankly out the window trying to comprehend what she had just told me. Cancer was a word no one ever wanted to hear. I didn’t understand how something so awful could happen to someone like my grandma. I still don’t understand.
I don’t think anyone will ever fully make sense of how bad things happen to good people. You don’t expect anything so awful to happen, until it actually does.
I didn’t want to go to school that morning. My mom tried to continue talking to me, but I had no words. Throughout school I couldn’t stay focused, I kept thinking back to my grandma. I tried to make sense of it, but there was no possible explanation. My grandma had always been so healthy.
I knew there was going to be a lot of changes occurring that my family and I would have to adjust to. None of us were prepared.
I realized one of the changes that was going to take place was my grandma and I weren’t going to be able to do some of the things we usually did because she wouldn’t be strong enough. 
I also realized you can never be prepared for something so unexpected to happen. From now on I was going to spend as much time with my grandma as possible.