Now I know you may be confused and so was I the second my grandma died my life had changed during the endless hours of sirens and rushing/hoping at the hospital for my grandmothers survival but what she said was only the beginning. When hope was given up on my grandmother we approached on our way home my life changed. A car which seemed to purposely trying to crash into us was just to much for me as we were then rushed to the hospital and my life story officially started when my grandmas grandma told me I was going to live with her.
The next few days were a blur until one night I got home from a friends and I heard the Grandma Grandmas in the basement and I spied on them and I then did what I knew I needed to do after hearing that information I grabbed money and food and stormed out and approached what I knew my future needed to be gathering my friends and starting the alliance
