Dear Diary,
So last night mom called me, and I had to stop writing, but she called about some sad news... my Gamma passed away in her sleep. I'm depressed. Gamma and I were so close. She was one of the first people to hold me. I told Hannah because they were also close, and she's also sad. Mom said that her funeral is going to be on Wednesday. I'm on the bus to the mall to find something to wear because I don't own anything appropriate for a funeral. I know that I have pretty short entries, but this may be the longest I've written since 8th grade. Let me tell you about my Gamma. She got the grandparent name Gamma because Jack couldn't say "Grandma" when he was younger, so he said "Gamma" instead, and when he could say "Grandma" mom and dad wouldn't let him change it. She was really pretty for her age (she was 77). I would put in a photo, but I don't have one with me. Also, she was a chef, a really, really good one. If I could have said goodbye one last time, I would. Why did this happen to her is my question. She was healthy, active, and alive as ever last time I saw her. Oh, the bus just stopped. Alex out.
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