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Well have you ever been in a car that just stopped on the side of the road, well if you haven’t read this story. It all started one night six years ago just after we had just finished cleaning school my mom, grandma, and cousin all went to M.C. Donalds to get dinner for all of us. My grandpa and I went in the other car and headed home. All of the sudden just as we were about ten minutes away from home are car little by little started to slowly slow down and drift on to the side of the road. My grandpa had put his head back against the headrest and wasn't doing anything so I started to panick and a get little creeped out. I was so frightened I tried and tried to get him to say something.
Then car after car had gone past us then about ten to twenty minutes later a police car, the sheriff had pulled over ran over and asked me what was wrong, but I couldn't say anything I was so scared. He moved my grandpa and looked for his wallet so he could …show more content…

Then we all went there and they took my grandpa by helicopter. when we got there they did surgery on him and he was awake but had no memory of who we were or who he was. A week or two later my grandpa was up and walking gradually so we went down to the hospital to see how he was doing. They told us that he couldn’t say many words or anything but he was developing slowly. For the time being they told us they were going to keep him here. A little while later they let my grandpa go home with my grandma and we had to show him everything and tell him what things were and who was who. My grandpa was trying his best to learn how to talk and how to tell us what he wanted but he couldn’t say many things. Today my grandpa still can't say many things but he can say simple words he still has trouble saying long words. That is the story of how I helped my grandpa as best as I

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