After that phonecall, my world stopped. I had trouble breathing. My heat was beating fast. I lost my appetite. Tears started to form. I didn’t know what to do with myself. I couldn’t be alone. I needed other people around me. But sadly, I didn’t know anyone near me. All my friends and loved ones were away. I needed to be comforted, but by who. I walked out of the house crying. Not seeing where I was going because the tears blurred my vision. Wiping my tears, only to find them falling faster and heavier. Thinking in my mind…...”my grandpa is really dead.” Once again wishing I was in my confort zone, instead of being around these strange new people. I stopped and felt the urge to sit down and cry. I didn’t know what to do my world stopped.