Chapter three
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I was in 9th grade when my grandfather passed away. It was a terrible experience to go through, I was only 15 years old that time. I was devastated by his death but as I have already learned to never show my tears I never showed how much I was affected back then. For a 15 year, it was a challenge for me to accept his death and changes his death will bring. I was his lovable child because I was the first grandchild of the family. He secretly used to bring gifts, toys, school bag, lunch box.....
I was coming back to home after his death when I realised that I have lost one of the closest person to my heart. I want to badly cry at that time but I can't. He was my Hero but I never got the chance to tell him that, never got chance to tell him how much I loved him and still in my heart I have that feeling if he was alive things would have been different in my life. May be I have not have to go through all that pain which I have gone through in my life.
So, his death affected me mentally, emotionally and Educationally....... yes educationally too....I got failed in one subject but my principal told me that he will promote me but will shift me in another branch of our school...at that time I was not ready to leave my this branch of school and ofcourse not my best friend. So, I have changed my school, I left everything behind even my best friend......this proves me a terrible friend but I was not in a condition to handle so many changes in my life in only 2 months.........not even ready to answer her questions which I knew she will ask me.....rather answering her I cut all connections from her.....
Life in new school it changed everything in me.....my life.....
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