Story Of a Girl part 2: Prepared to Show Not Tell

The last memeory she had of her grandmother was when she was in the hospital. She wasn't all that friend with this girl, but she was her grandmother. She was taught to listen and to care for other, though her grandmother did either. She, here grandmother died at a young age. She died of a diesese called Diabetes, she wold later found out that her mom would also have the same passed down too her. Most people can't deal with the fact that their pet, or dad/mom, or anyone they knew die. This girl felt the same way, she would cry, not because she needed too, but because of what happened. Her mom ended up leaving the room, while the girl feed her meatloaf. Her mom's mom get upset and wouldn't eat, because she wanted the streth to do what she knew she could do, eat. The girl finally gave her the fork and knife, she didn't want anyone to be upset. The grandmother was eating fine, but for a split second she (grandmother) had a worried look on her face, she had chocked on a piece of meatloaf. The room was fillied with silence, the girl ended up screaming for help. "My grandmother need help!"
Moments after that uncalm cry for help, nurses and doctors came running in, pushing the girl out into the waiting room. This girl was left alone. Cry, and crossing her had. Only to wait to see her Grandmother, but only to find her cold and her eyes wide open. She was died.