One night my grandpa called and said mom was in the hospital we figured she just went because she was sick.But to our suprise a day or two later we stayed out of school and went to my grandpa's house.We didnt know why we went there till we went inside.Once we were inside people were crying and well we sat down next our grandpa and he explained that mom had passed away and she was in heaven.I didnt try outloud at first realy just me tearing up but my sister she balled why didnt i cry so hard when i found out. Maybe i wouldnt be writing this if i did cry would that be a good thing.I meen at least im releasing my feelings about it all if I wasnt i'd be bottling it up and releasing it in anger like i did at first.