A loving Grandmother (Completed)

A loving Grandmother (Completed)

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This is a true story about my beloved grandma. She always knew what to say. She was so kind, so caring, so loving. I will always cherish you. I will never let anyone steal your place in my heart. The memories we have together have stayed in there ever since you left. This story is dedicated to you, grandma. I will always remember you. I remember those times I went out to the park with you, went shopping with you, the way you held my hand ever so gently, you are the reason I am what I am today. A smart girl that goes by the rules. You have always been teaching me not to do bad stuff and to do good deeds. These few words you have said to me are kept on replay at the back of my mind. Three words from you, mean a million to me. I wish I could see you one last time. To say goodbye. I never had a chance to. You're my inspiration. I love you, Grandma.
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