Axel's Point of View.
I went outside and unconciously I just went towards Grandpa's room.
I slowly open the door and goes inside, unrealistically aware of the darkness and the emptiness of the room once filled with warmness and joyfullness.
It terrified me how much I expect grandpa to be there sleeping peacefully in his bed, as went inside the room and went towards his bed. It seems to me that grandpa will call out to me anytime now joyfully and warmly, happily asking me to come and sit with him as he is bored with sleeping alone all this time.
But no matter how realistic my expectation is, it is but just an expectation.
As I walk towards the bed, there was nothing but the white sheets and the pillows. I softly touch the pillows and sigh to myself.
Axel: Grandpa Iam sorry but I think
