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Personal Narrative: My Best Friend

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It was 2010, sometime around October, my whole family was in my great grandmother 's house, she said to “next time we go to your grandparents house remind me to grab my bathing suit , bye bye girls love you” (kiss kiss) (she only said that due to the fact that she was trying to impress my father and had a huge “crush” on him). Man she was funny, I wouldn’t have even thought I heard her voice, the last time I gave her a hug, and the last time I got to be around my best friend...

One day my parents got a call from my grandparents and they said something that wasn’t good. I’m not sure what the exact things are that were said, but my mom drove my dad, sister, and I all to the hospital. We finally arrived and I saw, honestly people I didn’t know or people that I haven’t seen in a couple years. I remember seeing everyone hugging, but my sister and I were told to go sit down. I remember thinking about all the things that could be happening, I remember asking myself is grandma okay? Turns out she wasn’t, still to this day I don’t know what made her sick, am I a bad person for that? Should I be asking my loved ones what happened to her? If I ask would they tell me? To be quite honest, I don’t think they’d be mad, I think maybe if I asked in the right way, I will get the answer I want, I don’t want my family to get “wrong” idea about me asking I’m just curious. I remember we would walk into the hospital all the time and then it changed one day and we

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