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Friday, January 28, 2005


   My poor Grandpa might die.
Bad day everyone.

First I overslept. My moms woke me up in time to take a quick shower and rush out. I didn't think today was a good day for classes at all.

I accidentaly left one of my binders home and it had all my Law and Archeaology papers in it. Oh man, my professors gave me the long dissapointment speech.

So, I try to ignore that along with the pounding headache I had all day and my rumbly tummy. I finally get out of classes and got a ride home with a friend. I rush into the house and is ready to go get some shut eye when my mom comes into the room.

*I call my grandpa 'daddy'*

Mom sit's on my bed and says, "I have bad news."

So i'm like what?

She goes, "Daddy had a stroke this morning, they found him on the floor with his eyes rolled back into his head. He doesn't know anyone and I think his brain is going. He has a twenty percent chance of living. I'm sorry boo."

Tears streaked my face and I just couldn't believe it. It's like......no.....that cannot be happening....but it was and it is. I thought I dreamt it all and began pounding the wall desperately hoping to wake up....but I didn't.

Things are hectic right now and I don't know what the hell to do.


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