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The hardest day in my life

 

I've been asked to write about the hardest day in my life, truth is that there hasn't been one ever; all days are beautiful in my life. I live life to the fullest with gratefulness in my heart. Every single detail in life makes me smile. God has made all things perfect and He has allowed me to see beauty at all times. Therefore, all days are amazing to me. My family, my friends, and my loved ones make me smile every single day; the sun, the air I breathe, and all creation. I live life to the fullest and I'm grateful for it.

            But if I must have to write about the worst day in my life, I could tell you about one… It happens when I was a little child: when my granddad died, he was my best friend; he always played with me, everything I wanted. My grandfather was the best in the world (as my other grandfather), he spoiled me very, very, very much, when I request him for something he always gave it to me, sometimes he tried to hide me from my parents, because he protected me as much as was possible to him. Now I miss him very much.

            I remember that day because the date of his death was on April, 13, same day of my birthday. Maybe he was waiting exited for watching me, but it was not possible. Now I know that he is better, I know he is in the eternity.