The Funeral

On January 23rd I didnt go to school but instead went to a funeral. It was my Great Grandmother Rose Aten Carroll, she died on a school day so I couldnt go and see her. She was in her 94 and had horrible dementia. She had started to forget who her family was, she thought we where all strangers. She was born October 25 1917 ,and died on January 12 2012. Her funeral was a sad time I had never seen my grandmother cry before ,but that day she almost fell because of the emotions. Her own sister didnt even bother to come. I myself became sad and had began to cry. Afterwards we went and ate at a restaurant ,her husband Robert Carroll sat at a table alone. People would stop by tell him they where sorry and chat. That was the 2nd family member I had lost in the last 3 months. My siblings always say I get whatever I want but that day I said "Atleast you 2 got to have grandma Rose and great grandma Rose come to your graduation ,I will never have that felling".