I'm a weird person, and not a very good writer. I just write whats on my mind or what I've been through so here it is
My grandpa got cancer while I was 5 so we moved to were he and my aunt's and uncles and grandma live. Yeah this is kinda starting to sound like your average sad story, and that's because it is. My grandparents have 9 kids, I know it's crazy but true, and my mom's the oldest so me as her oldest daughter is the same age as my youngest uncle who is 9 months younger than me. When my grandpa got sick 6 of his kids were still younger than 18 and needed him. But when I was 6 and my uncle was 5 he died. It was so devastating to our family. Him dying is one of my earliest memories. I remember my dad dropping my mom off at the front of the hospital and I guess we parked and went in. I had a little baby doll and a little diaper bag and carrier for it and when we got to his room my great grandpa (who is actually like a step grandpa) picked me up and put me on my pop's chest and I hugged him and then heard the long beep it makes when someone dies and I got off of him and look back at every one else and they are all crying, and I remember seeing all my aunt's and uncles comforting each other and saying he was in a better place but I never remember crying but the thought of it now makes me want to ball because it was all of his kids and most of them were young like 12 and younger.
But don't worry it gets worse. Later my grandma got diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer's. So my parents got guardianship of all the kids and after 8 years of suffering my grandma passed away. My family has a lot of problems, so this story is going to talk about everything we went through while transitioning to being a happy "normal" family
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Life
No Ficciónjust a story about the truths of life, well I guess it's mostly about my life but maybe I can bestow some wisdome on you, I doubt it but I'll try. I'm new to all of this so don't judge. Update every other day- or whenever I feel inspiration