I was 16 when grandma came to town told us she had stage 4 lung cancer I was there through the everything the pain the suffering no one understand what we felt look in my eyes feel the pain I felt left for her hometown landlord gave eviction notice said we had to be out by the end of the month living in a hotel mama and daddy paying pay check to pay check living with family isn’t fun grandma was still sick in fact she got worse last I talked to her was when we got kicked out fast forward to November what a horrible month she died I never got to see her I’m going through it like what I’m I suppose to do having all these thoughts isn’t easy Turing to pills they ain’t helping turning my sorrow into words I was hurting feeling guilty went to her funeral my god she looked beautiful it ended other grandma had breast cancer had to step up again was I ready I don’t know