Worst Sunday

Last saturday, I found out my dad went to visit my grandmother and didn't bring any of us with him (my brothers, my sister nor me). He said it was an emergency but i didn't want to hear it because he promised when he went to go see her, he would bring us. At 6AM sunday morning, my dad texted me seeing if i was awake. I didn't respond because i'm still mad. Then he called and left a voice mail. He told me my grandmother didn't make it. I didnt go back to sleep till 12pm and that's only because i couldn't stay up any longer. When i woke up, my mom was calling me, my aunt, my cousin but i didn't wanna talk to anyone. talking about how i'm feeling and about it in general only made it worse in my mind. i dont even wanna continue with this blog.