"What do you mean your'e not O.K., what's wrong?" Tony asked.
"They're dead," I whispered, barely making myself audible. "My grandparents are dead!" Now close to a shout.
The room fell silent from then on, excluding the sound of my own pitiful sobs. Right at that moment, I'm pretty sure I felt as close to worthless as anyone could ever feel. I felt as though, at that point, I had failed everyone, including myself.
Grandma, and Grandpa were dead. She had been bitten, and grandpa… Continue