I'm sorry I haven't posted anything, but I have had one of the worst of months.
Shortly after posting my story, mom decided to surprise me and my brother with a camping trip all the way up in Wisconsin, but she wouldn't let us take electronics, and it was a 13 hour drive.
Halfway there at a hotel, moms truck was stolen, but the thief was kind enough to leave our belongings in the lot we parked.
When mom called grandma to ask for a ride home, grandma cut her off telling her that great-grandpa, who was ill when we left, had past away. I was devastated by this because we were closer than me and my brother were.
When we got home, I got a call from my best friends dad, saying that my friend and his mom got in a horrible accident, which killed his mom (God bless her soul) and put him in a mild coma.
When he woke up 2 day later, he couldn't see through his left eye, nor could he move his right arm. He had amnesia and couldn't remember me, and I have tried to help, but he still draws up blank.
To top this all off, my grandpa, who tended to our great grandpa, got the sickness that killed him.
I tried to write, but everything I wrote ended up "sad enough to cause suicidal thoughts" ,(a direct quote from my brother), so I might post those if you want, but in frustration, I deleted 5 of the 7.
I will probably start writing again when my grandpa gets better, (he has to) or my best friend gains his memory back.
Goodbye
,Heist