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"WAKE UP" 
"DAD DONT DO THIS. YOU'RE STRONG ENOUGH"

The screams still ring through your head months after it even happened. The screams they screamed at you when you died. 

That day I got you your Pepsi, the nurse said you were doing well, and then I told you I'd be back later because I had to clean my room and left you with a hug. 


Little did I know, I would never see you alive again. 

I walked out of my room when the screams cried out and saw them calling 911 and came back out minutes later going no further than the middle of the hallway. 

I saw the paramedic putting the defibrillator away and he looked at me with this look of such empathy. The look saying "I'm sorry" 

My mom walked into my room and I asked "is he dead" not knowing why because I already knew the answer. 

The trauma nurses and your nurses then showed up. "Do you want to say goodbye?"
Me turning down the offer because I had never seen a dead body and I knew it wasn't really you who I was supposed to say "goodbye" to. It was your worn down, war torn body. Your soul was no longer there. 

After you died I remember you saying you wanted to go to the hospital because you were feeling especially sick that day. When you said that I knew something was wrong because with the badass you were, you hated the hospital. After all, you were in and out since your heart attack in 2015. 

They didn't give you your meds not did they call an ambulance to take you to the hospital. They purposely let you die. 

A week later my mother bought a brand new car under the same name of the man I was getting a Pepsi for a week prior, My grandpa.