To many people, especially for children who
are still young, death is far away from them. However, I had a deep
understanding to death when I was in middle school.
I still remember, at the February of my 8th
grade, my grandmother passed away. That day is a Saturday, and I still remember
in that morning, when I was cleaning my room and when my mother is preparing
lunch, I heard my father's voice coming from downstairs. My grandmother was
lying on the ground, her face was pale, and her body was stark. The ambulance
can only carry two family members, so I stayed at home all by myself the whole
noon. My mother said that my grandmother passed away naturally without any
pain, and this is something fortunate.
My other grandmother passed away also just
a year after. She was sick and having huge pain. Although the hospital can
continue her life, my uncle thinks that it is too painful for her.
Both of my grandmothers passed away when I
was in middle school, and I had a close look to death. I know that death is not
far away from me, but happening every day around me. Death may be painful, but it
can also be peaceful or even an emancipation from pain. Death is not only the
period of our lives, but also something that will happen around us.
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