My memior

Life Is A Gift I was having a normal day in school, doing the usual like going to endless classes and doing the same old boring work.I went home and did my normal routine- homework, shower,make dinner,eat dinner,watch t.v.,and sleep."Ring,Ring!!" I rolled over and answered the phone."Hello?" "Emily, its me, your Tita Candy." "Yes, what's wrong Tita?" "Its your Lola, she's dead." "Oh my God! I'm so sorry. I'll call dad and we'll call you back later." "Bye." As I sat in bed and looked at my clock that read 10:30, I was debating on whether or not to call my dad. I decided that I would call him so that he can tell his boss and book a flight to the Philippines. I dreaded calling my dad at work but I found the courage to do so. My heart beat faster and faster as I asked for my dad, I inhaled slowly and let out the bad news. My dad just said "ok" and told me to not worry and to get some sleep and he'll talk to me when he gets home. I heard the door close with a soft "thud" and my dad came in my room and woke me up.I started crying and we called my family in the Philippines.Then we called my Uncle Alvin and asked him to book a flight for my dad. My father and I stayed up until two and talked. He asked me to stay home the next day so that I may run errands for him because he had work the following day. We awakened at nine and went to the bank and my dad went off to work. I bought what he asked me to and I went home because I was going out to meet my best friend and mother to go see the lighting of the tree. I spent the weekend at home with my brother and mother and I kept myself occupied. When I wasn't occupied I drifted into another world. In this world I escaped reality but I entered a world of sorrow. I couldn't stop thinking about my Grandmother and how unfair life is. I didn't even get to say good-bye. When I drifted back into reality I was faced with learning to deal with my Grandmother's death. My dad returned from the Philippines and life went on. My story is not that of a person dealing with death, but of a grandaughter realizing how unfair life can be. In the past two years I've lost my grandfather and grandmother because of death and then my parents divorced. Life isn't a simple fairytale as we would like to imagine. Life is only a harsh reality with life-altering events.I've learned to take life one day at a time and anticipate anything He throws my way.