I don't know why I'm having such a difficult time with this Easter. All I can think about is my grandma and how she can't be hear with me and my family. I miss everything about her, and how she was so strong. I hate thinking that she sees me like this being so week and hurting. I just want her back. In a matter of weeks it will be three years since she had to leave this horrible place, but she held on for so long, and I assumed she would still be here and let her slip right out of my life. I was trying to die and she was dieing. I didn't even know what was going on till it was to late. And my mom didn't even wake me up the morning it happened and I never got to say goodbye. Life is so cruel and always takes the good people away!
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