Today’s post is about the first human death I saw. This post does talk about death and seeing someone who has died, so if this a sensitive topic, you might not want to read this.
The first human death I saw was my grandmothers death. It was weird because I was woken up to her screaming in the early hours of the morning we were told she had died just a couple of hours after that.
We got to see her before her cremation and she looked so peaceful, as if she was 30 years younger and asleep. She didn’t look old, or have ant stress on her.
She was cremated 2 weeks after she passed and it was a very quiet service in a small towns crematorium. My sister put flowers on her coffin and it was a very sad occasion.
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