My Grandmother
Michele Masters
English Semester12a
Essay 2 Personal Narrative
When I was younger I would always stay with my grandma and we did everything together. She was my best friend I loved her to death. One day we was in the living room and she looked like she was wanting to tell me something but she was scared to say it I had asked her if there was something wrong and she had replied with sweetie I’m fine. I knew something was wrong and she was hiding it. So when I went home I had told my mom and dad that grandma wasn’t acting right.
I went and seen her every day and then one day she was very sick and we thought she wasn’t going to make it. I was the one that stayed with her every night at the hospital for a week. I got up every time I heard her moving or when the nurse came in. She had got out a week later. She kept telling me she was fine and she was going to be around for awhile.
She looked me dead in the eyes and was like sweetie I promise you I will be here till your 18. I few months later we found out that she was fight against cancer. I didn’t want to lose my best friend I told her everything then one day mom and dad decided that we was moving out fish creek and I did not want to leave her. They told me everything was going to be okay that I could still go stay with her on the weekends.
I was very mad when we moved because they would not take me out to her house. I always thought it was because they hated me and did not want me to see her like that I did not want her to fight it alone I felt like I was a bad granddaughter because I haven’t seen her in months. One day my aunt had came and got me we went straight to see her I missed her so much. I stayed with her most of the summer then one night I was there and she got up and was having trouble breathing. I was so scared I didn’t know what to do.
I sat with her at the hospital while the checked up on her ever two hours. Finally after two days she got to come home. I was getting old and I always wanted
English Semester12a
Essay 2 Personal Narrative
When I was younger I would always stay with my grandma and we did everything together. She was my best friend I loved her to death. One day we was in the living room and she looked like she was wanting to tell me something but she was scared to say it I had asked her if there was something wrong and she had replied with sweetie I’m fine. I knew something was wrong and she was hiding it. So when I went home I had told my mom and dad that grandma wasn’t acting right.
I went and seen her every day and then one day she was very sick and we thought she wasn’t going to make it. I was the one that stayed with her every night at the hospital for a week. I got up every time I heard her moving or when the nurse came in. She had got out a week later. She kept telling me she was fine and she was going to be around for awhile.
She looked me dead in the eyes and was like sweetie I promise you I will be here till your 18. I few months later we found out that she was fight against cancer. I didn’t want to lose my best friend I told her everything then one day mom and dad decided that we was moving out fish creek and I did not want to leave her. They told me everything was going to be okay that I could still go stay with her on the weekends.
I was very mad when we moved because they would not take me out to her house. I always thought it was because they hated me and did not want me to see her like that I did not want her to fight it alone I felt like I was a bad granddaughter because I haven’t seen her in months. One day my aunt had came and got me we went straight to see her I missed her so much. I stayed with her most of the summer then one night I was there and she got up and was having trouble breathing. I was so scared I didn’t know what to do.
I sat with her at the hospital while the checked up on her ever two hours. Finally after two days she got to come home. I was getting old and I always wanted