Pain was written by my sister. It was nine months in the making, when she learned that our grandmother was already on her late stages of bone cancer and the doctor said that she already has 3 months to live. But God is the greatest, those times we cannot accept her fate and let our grandma live for more months. She was there when our grandma was beaten by her illness and how painful it feels when one of your important person was hurting and oly the machines keep our grandma alive. I think she was the last one in our family who learned to let go and accept the upcoming fate of our grandma.
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