"News," Zinat Hussain, Sixth Grade, PS 122Q 

"Your grandfather is dead," she said.
I was in the yellow chair in the living room.
Even though it was day, the room was dark.
Sunlight was only in one side of the room,
the other side was dark.
I was on the other side.
My sister, beside me, sat motionless.
The sunlight slowly faded,
getting lighter and lighter-until it completely disappeared.
My face as hidden in my arms.
I listened to the soft sniffs coming
from my sister, but I didn´t move
Neither did a word come out of my mouth ,
One thing I did feel-
tears threatening to come out.