Morgan Williams

March 13, 2017

                    15 years 

                    5,400 days 

                    129,600 hours

                    7,776,000 minutes

That’s the amount of time I knew her for

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it was…

                    3 days 

                    81.08 hours

                    4,863.8 minutes

                    291,888 seconds 

after my 15th birthday when I lost her…
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August 3, 12:45-

 was when I found out… 

 

                    4.45 hours after I asked to take a picture with her so that I could remember her… she was too sick 
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August 3, 12:45-

 was when…

 

                    I sent a goodnight text

                    “goodnight mom, please tell grandma I love her so very much and I will come visit her again tomorrow”

and in turn received

                    “Oh honey, I am so very sorry,your grandma went to heaven at 12:30 am, she loved you so very much.” 

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12:46 am-

was when…

 

                    My cheeks were red and hot, the tears pour down my face, my lungs start to burn as I screamed from the pain of loss

                    gasping for air.

 

                    My role model, grandmother, and best friend was gone. 

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Present day-

 

          All I remember now is what she said, the last thing she said, as she took off her mask and gasped for air she said, “you have such

          a wonderful life to live.” 

 

                    This is all I have left, no picture, no stories, no time left. She’s gone, and with her, she takes a piece of me. All I have now is

                     what she said, and the memories of her. The good, the bad, the pain, and the joy. 

 

                    She left and took a piece of me…

 

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