When my mom was pregnant with me, she had did alot of wrong things. She didnt have an healthy pregnancy, my mom was an acholic, a cracky (crackhead), and didnt kno how to take care of herself. My grandma would try to help her but she always said "you can't help nobody dat dont wanna be helped". My mom had me at the age of 20 , At the time we stayed with my grandma. Now im 17 , My grandma said my mom left one day and never came back. I never seen my mom so that did hurt a little but i didn't care to much, My grandma was pratically my mom already. I always took care of my grandma, i helped her with bills, food, her medicine, gave her money when ever she needed it really. Her birthday was around the corner, i bought her nice things ,expensive things and gave her money on top of that. My birthday was that monday💅🏾 ya girl is 18 now. My grandma told me she was diagnosed with cancer, My heart fell into my stomach. She told me that she has been fighting it for a year now, i respond why didnt you tell me, she says she seen me so happy she didnt want to steal my joy.

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Long Ride
Teen FictionA Girl Who Has Been Traumatized By The Death Of Her Grandma Has No One To Turn To. What Will She Do? RunAway? Suicide? Who Knows!