I think the worst day in my life is my grandfather’s death. My grandfather died 26th of May last year.That day, I prepared for going a part-time job. I knew the bad news by mail. I was surprised at it and I called my mother! I can’t believe my ears. I cried for grief while I listened what my mother said.
My grandfather hospitalized for cure the disease, and left hospital without recovering completely. His doctor and everyone s told him to stay the hospital still, but he didn’t listen. After a few day, his condition was worsened. I thought grandfather become good. I was very shocked. “DEATH” is far for me because I don’t experience relative death and don’t go funeral.
My mother told me to back to Kagohima tomorrow morning because the fast ship don’t move any longer today, so we can’t go grand father’s house(my mother’s house). There is the house in Tanegashima in Kagoshima. I fulfilled the day of part-time job, having grief heart. As soon as I went home, I started packing for tomorrow. I remembers the memory with my grandfather.
Next day, I got up early and took Shinkansen at nine. I arrived at Kagoshima-chuo station and I rode my father’s car and went to port. We took the fast ship at 12; 00. We got to tanegashima and took the bus to the house. The day, I took many vehicle!
I looked at grand father’s face, I was surprised and was shocked and cried! I want to look cheerful grandfather. I was very sad.
I don’t forget grand father who is in the heaven! I want him to look us in order we can spend healthy. Thank you very much, grand father! (290 word)