4 Months go by, Were still fighting it. I wanted to try to reach out to my mom but i had no clue who she was, not even her name. My grandma was getting sicker and sicker i didn't know what to do. I wouldn't dare put her in a nursing home, i just couldnt. She ended up passing away , I had her house and everything i didnt know what i was gonna do. My other half is gone , When she left, Part of me was gone. I Planned her funeral and everything at my church home. Everyone was so sad to see Ms.Edna leave ( my grandma), It just didn't seem real. I got up and got dressed , went to her funeral. There was a boy there ive never ever seen at that church before in my life. He kept glancing at me , giving me a little smirk. I didnt pay any attention, i just thought it was pastors son or nephew. The funeral ended , him and pastor came to me saying how sorry they are for my lost, i say thank you. Pastor says hey this is my son Eric , How about you two hang out some time. We exchange phone numbers and begin talking. A week went by and we were talking on the phone , he's telling me how he has a sister he never met and he's just visiting for a week and he stays with his mom. I knew i had a twin brother but my grandma said we had gotten split up because she couldnt take care of both of us. I never knew his name or anything of that matter.
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Long Ride
Genç KurguA 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!