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One day my grandpa called my mom and said grandpa Ruly had a stroke and his brain was bleeding. He was at Sierra Hospital. We rushed there. I think my dad was even speeding because we got there quick. On our way I was worrying about him. ”Is he alright?” Even though we got there fast, the drive seemed like eternity. When we got there it looked as if my whole family had invaded the waiting room. Then in groups of two family members went in cautiously with worried looks on their faces. Grandma and grandpa went in first, then Nini and uncle Frankie and so on and so on, but not me, I was the only one that didn’t get to see him.