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It was late , about 4am and my grandmother came hobbling in to the spare bedroom where I was asleep.
"Your grand father didn't come up to bed, i thought he was still watching TV!" she sobbed hysterically.
I knew something was wrong, I told her to wait there as I went down the old stairs to the living room.
There he was, laying on his back in the dimly lit living room. I felt for his pulse but he had been dead for hours, he was stone cold. Despite my medical knowledge of the situation - I had to try, I had to try and revive my beloved Grand father.
I blew into his mouth and pushed, pushed pushed. By now my grandmother was on the stairs , looking on in panic.
I pushed, I pushed on his chest. I put my mouth to his to blow... and a huge gulp of black , cold blood filled my mouth.
His chest cavity had burst. Without swallowing i wiped his mouth and ran to the downstairs bathroom and spat into the bowl a huge gulp of black blood. It was in my teeth and around my lips.
"He's dead" I told my grandmother.