9 Years ago my grandma passed away, i got the message when i was 8. I still know exactly where I stood, as the teleohone rung. Some years ago my other grandma died. Two weeks later my grandpa died. I still also know the situation when the phone rung. He died on a fryday. My mom and I wanted to visit him, because he was at the hospital(he gurt his back while lifting something ). Every time the whole house, and nearly all times were sold. Me and my parents had no affect to that. Also nobody in our family has struggle with money. It still hurts I can never see them again, i never going to be in those houses again, i never play in the garden again(what I often, really often did) I still cant sleep at some nights because of it. It hurts like someone is sticking forks in my heart.

I am kinda angry and sad, that everything was sold. Only a couple shelves left. And some photos. And the human is gone, forever. Still cant believe that.