Oh...How I will miss you!

Everyday, everyone learns something new. But that is not the case for my grandfather. He forgets something, maybe even something that is extremely important. It isn't like he is trying to, he was diagnosed with dyslexia, a disease that makes your brain cells die, causing most memories to die out. I visit my grandfather every one to two years, because he lives in India. But when I am with him, I make sure that I …

…I saw a tear go down his face. Why was he crying? He glanced at me, and I pretended to be asleep once again. He was wearing his face of confusion, why did I have to keep seeing it? I hated it so! My grandfather got up, and walked away...mumbling words that I couldn't make out. I tried calling for him...but that words wouldn't leave my throat. Oh, how I would miss him!