My name is Gina, I am just a little girl. I am 7. Mommy used to say that I was a big girl. Grandma raises me now because mommy is passed away 5 months ago. Mommy died from a bad thing called cancer. My life has been rough so far. I live in a small house with Grandma and we have a cat named Percy. Grandma always teaches me to be thankful for what we have. I miss mommy, it brings pain to my heart thinking of her. I remember watching her slip away from this earth. I have nightmares about it, but I know I'll see mommy again one day where she'll be happy.
