January 1st, 1991
I lay outside in the winter snow freazy my ass off and balling my eyes out. My grandma had came to visit for Christmas and we found her dead this morning. I loved my gram gram Lola. (n/a Thanks to TeaAndCrumpets for helping with the name)
For Christmas this year I got my first pair of sneakers. They are brown and I got them from my grandma. I gave her a string necklace, which she was wearing when she died. My mom provided Christmas dinner, which was a loaf of bread. I know it doesnt seem like much but it was the best meal of my life. When you grow up not having alot you learn to appriciate the little things in life, although i did grow up with a single meal everyday but still it wasnt a lot.
Yesterday my mom and I had a snowball fight, you know to take our minds off of gram gram. It was so much fun, we were cold, but we were together. Both our hands are purple and blue, along with our lips.
Now we are cuddleing in the corner by the hospital next to the furnace.
I have decided that tomorrow I am going to go and find my father. He has to be out there somewhere, and mom and i need more support now that grandma is gone. The only bad part is, I dont have a clue to where he is.
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I feel like this story is kinda jumpy, but thats what im going for. Please let me know what u think. Luv Y'all
