Hi Grandpa

I'm 14 and my grandpa was in prison since I was 5, I had little memories of him but a lot of dreams. He went into the hospital while he was in prison, I could not go in the room and see him, I couldn't even see him while he was in prison, it was very hard to me to be told my grandfather was dying and not be able to see him what so ever, I didn't see him for about 4 years before he died, the last time I seen him was in his coffin, I felt terrible. he wrote me letters sometimes but I never really got to reply cuz I had no idea what to say. but now I know exactly what to say. Whenever I talked to him on the phone he always say he was coming home to be here for Christmas (his favorite holiday) and he never got to make it out to be able to be with his family one last time. he died of cancer. I know now exactly what I would say to him. god bless you.

Hi my name is Nora I'm almost 14. My grandfather passed away this morning while I was in school. He died from cancer and I miss him so much and I have to go to his funeral and be strong for my family and it is killing me.

Hey my names jade, today it has been a year since my grandad died of cancer, it's been so hard, I love these poems and stories people have writen, I miss my grandad so much he was like my second dad I don't know how I've got through everything without him I love him so much. x R.I.P Grandad x

Hi, I'm Kennedy, I'm 14 years young. I'm from Minnesota. The first 5 years of my life I spent living with my Grandparents.. they're my best friends. A year ago tomorrow I lost my grandpa to a heart attack.. little did we know he had 4/4 arteries in his heart 90% clogged. No one was able to say goodbye, besides my uncle who had go give his own father mouth to mouth. My grandfather was the best man you would've ever met. He was the most unselfish man, if he did it was going to the gas station to get scratch offs or a candy bar. He was a carpenter and his body had taken a toll from the large loads he would carry.. but he never complained because he was helping others. He had never missed a softball game since I was in 4th grade. He would sit behind the back stop and call my pitches. I can still his voice say "Come on Kennedy, throw it in there!" My grandpa was the most unselfish, sweetest, kindest man you will ever meet. If he's not in heaven there isn't one.