He started reading the letter and saw the word "cancer" beside grandpa's name.

Grandpa went to my room to tell the news but I was too glued to the computer game. I pushed Grandpa away and told him to stop going in my room.

All of a sudden, Grandfather came out bursting through the door. Father let out a warm smile. Father questioned on why Grandfather had to make such a dramatic entrance. Grandfather showed his medical report and my parents froze. He had cancer.

All of a sudden, my grandfather came in bursting through the door. My father then let out a warm smile and asked him if he always had to make an entrance.

My grandfather simply smiled back and shifted his focus to me. Grandfather asked me how I was doing. I ignored his question and grandfather let out a sigh.

Grandfather then approached my father slowly, he whispered in my father's ear that he was growing old. That he could not even walk in a straight line. The doctors had checked on him and announced that he had cancer.

My grandfather sighed seeing my reaction and slowly walked to my father's ear and whispered to him that he had gotten cancer.

I regret not listening to my Mother.

Grandfather has grown old. It was unexpected of him to get cancer. I could not accept that. Who am I gonna play sports with? Who is going to cheer me on? I was devastated.

"Do you always have to make a special entrance, Father?"

My grandfather simply smiled back and walked over to my way.

"How are you doing, champ?"

He waved at me. I cold-heartedly ignored his question and continued to play my game.

My grandfather sighed at my stubbornness. He glanced at my father and started making his way to him. He murmured that he was getting older and that he could barely walk in a straight line. He gave my father the papers he was holding with worry etched on his face.

My father gasped as he saw the papers. It said that he had cancer.

My father smiled as his father entered the room. They both greeted each other with a polite nod. My grandfather looked at me and asked how i was doing, adding a nickname behind. I coldly ignored my him, not even bothering to glance at him.

My grandfather looked disappointed but still looked at me with care. He shifted his gaze to my father, remembering what he was here for.

He took out a medical record, showing that he had cancer. My father looked up at him, his heart sank. My father bursted into tears. I glanced at the piece of paper my grandfather is holding. I felt the sad atmosphere in the air and finally understood. Guilt washed over me of how badly i treated him. From the next day on, I finally started to show care for him.

He had cancer. The person who took care of me when my parents were gone. The one who was with me ever since I was born, might pass on forever. Now it was not a bright normal Sunday anymore.

Out of the blue, my grandfather open the door widely as if he was opening the door like a hero . My father let out a gentle smile. My grandfather approached to my father and handed him a paper without me knowing.

Once my father took one looked at the paper and , he started sobbing quietly.

My Grandfather opened the door, making a sad entrance to the living room, shifting from foot to foot, looking very disappointed. Although, it was obvious he was in a breakdown, I completely ignored him and continued playing my game. He walked near me and called out to me in sorrow. I scolded him and said that I was in a crucial situation in my game and I half heartedly asked him to go away.

After hearing this, he shifted his focus to my father. My father who was not as disgraceful as me, asked him what had happened. My Grandfather simply took out a report. My father took it looking at him weirdly just to read that my Grandfather had cancer. Everyone stood shocked and i let out a tear as i regretted what i had said to him.