From Dreams to NightmaresThe metamorphosis of my dad's face,From a slightly sun-burned shade to a ghostly white: As he hung up the phone, his expression enabled me to read his mind.He approached and those dreaded words that I had already anticipated were said,"Granny died."Even the blissful attitude of DisneyWorld could not stop the pool of tears that followed.Thoughts and feelings raced through my mind: Confusion, regret, sadness, disbelief, shock, horror, disappointment -All jumbled up, stuck in my throat.What was supposed to have been a week-long trip,Became a one-day fiasco: A dream turned into a nightmare, instantly.by Jackie Fennessey, W. Bayville, NY