How my grandmother died. I was very close to her and I was 14 when she "passed away peacefully in her sleep from a brain aneurysm".

Last year, as a 31 year old adult woman I found out the truth and would have rather lived the rest of my life believing what my parents told me at 14. She did die from a brain aneurysm. However, it was not peaceful nor was it in her sleep.

My grandfather told me the real story. Apparently she had woken up around 2am to go to the bathroom. She was coming out of the (attached) bathroom when she screamed like she was being murdered. She grabbed her head whilst screaming and collapsed to the floor. Crying, yelling "somethings wrong". She died within minutes. In pain, before the ambulance could arrive.

I never in my life needed this image stamped into my brain. I spent 17 years of my life believing she had died the way everyone wants to go, in their sleep at peace, and in reality she died horrifically. It is awful to think about.