Your name (old)

Chapther 4

I was running too my house like there was no tomorrow running as if a crazy man was fallowing with a knife in his hand.

I made it home I slowly opened the door I put on my shoes as i looked up, I saw my grandma standing in front of me my grandma looks good for her age she is 50 and no signs of aging since her begin 30s " hello grandma" I wrote she stood there staring at me she walked over to me and grabbed my arm she pushed sleeve up while sighing "how did you know" "grandma instincts"she eyed me "what happened" I told my grandma what happened "so he did this,he has done a good job"I nodded my head "are you going too tell mom" she started to walk away "I'm her mother I don't need to tell her anything".
I went up to my room starting to make my homework I was lucky that I wasn't  left handed.

45 minutes later I was done making homework I was surprised I finished so quickly but now I was bored and had nothing to do so I decided too go to my grandma "so you apply makeup here here and here" "I see so that's how that Chelsea has such a defined cheekbone" I walked over to her to look what she was watching I looked at the screen some kind of makeup tutorial "how do I look" i turn around to see my grandma having makeup on her face the bad things...it actually looked good.

I nodded my head in approval "where are you going" "nowhere it's for Friday" "Friday?" "I got a date honey" "how old is he" please don't let him be 30 again "45" I sighed in relief.

"You're bored aren't you" I nodded my head she tapped her fingers on the desk "I have a game" I nodded my head "roses are red violates are blue...." she pointed at me probably to finish it "I don't know your name,do you" she laughed "you're turn" "roses are red violets are bleu..." "you don't know me but I do know you" we continued doing this there where some funny out comes.

"Let me tell you a story" we where laying on her bed "are you going to turn in a normal grandma" she gasped in French "Never!!!" "You can continue :)" "let me tell you what my mother always told me,your great great great great great great great great grandma was cursed by a witch " I nodded my head "she was jealous of how beautiful we are" "what was the curse" "that we're  not capable to get a good man" "but aunt Chelsea is,omg we all are single potatoes" she laughed "it's true my mother told me that every guy that we would grown to love would leave us" "why go on dates then" "my mother also told me that every curse can be broken".she said while cleaning her makeup up "let's go"she clapped her hands together "you're mom is probably almost done with cooking" I smiled at my grandma.

Yeah she is a weird one.