Short Story : My Grandma Matley

I walked away feeling like I was a complete failure and that I didn’t deserve to go on. On the way home my mother tried to talk to me, but, I put on my headphones and cried silently. Once we were home my father asked how it went. The tears that were in my eyes and they became more evident as my shoulders and chest were shaking and trembling. The only sound in the room was the sound of me crying and wailing. I started crumbling and falling to the ground and my mother and father rushed to my side. They held me until the tears came to a stop and a little bit afterwards

My grandma was my superhero with her genial personality and her ability to give you her full, undivided attention in order to listen to whatever you had to say. It was always my dream to be able to share both my high school and college graduation with both my parents and grandma and being able to later pay them all back for all their sacrifices. Towards the beginning of my sixth-grade year my grandma became unexpectedly sick and as months passed her health slowly began to deteriorate until she fell into a vegetative comatose for the next four years. My grandma’s sudden illness came as an unexpected surprise which leads to my mom and her family having to take turns in order to care for my grandma throughout her extensive hospital visits and inhome medical care. Throughout those four years both my emotional and mental health took a hit as I tried my best to learn how to deal with her sudden illness and the fact that my mom was rarely home because she was either in the hospital or at my grandma’s house in order to help take care of

My grandmother, Poppop, means everything to me. She is a Jesus-loving and caring human being. Anytime you need her, she's there. She is a great person and kind to everyone.

My grandma had survived a hard life, and yet managed to raise four responsible, well-educated, and successful children. All this she did while working as a respected psychiatric nurse and a state mental health board member. Although she had had and was still overcoming trials in life, I always knew she would be there and cared about me and my life. As my brother and I grew older and were unable to visit my grandparents as often as we

„She cuddled against me and I put my arm around her. She looked up to

“How? When? Why?” I found myself stuttering until I completely shut myself up. Clarisse sat there laughing at my attempt to talk.

I must have winced, because she let my hands go and sat beside me. She pulled her blue hood down, exposing her now tousled hair. I opened my mouth to speak, but she placed a finger to my lips, silencing me. She slid her arm in between the cushions of the sofa and my back, and let her forearm hang loosely over my shoulder.

As I laid beside my wife that night, Emilia knew that something had changed. She glanced over with a sympathetic smile, as she placed one hand on my

I walked the few meters to her room and knocked. I heard her groan as a sign of giving me entrance.

“Okay.” he said timidly as we arrived at the top of the driveway. Walking closer to the house I could hear the yelling that always went on there and I cringed. I didn’t want him to have to hear that, it was embarrassing. But we headed into the house anyway and quickly slithered into my room before we were notice by the arguing monsters in the kitchen.

out here.” she turned and scurried me to her bedroom. she wouldn’t dare let me sleep in my own room with him acting the he was.

Growing up one of the people that had the biggest impact in my life was my babysitter. I cringe at even writing those words because she was my grandmother in every aspect regardless of blood relation. Starting off as immigrants my parents had to work very long shifts and never seemed compete with their bills. My grandmother Kona has helped raise me since I was around three or four years old.

Ever get the chance to put together your own outfit for the day? Well, I mean literally have you ever had to sew together your outfit? If not, well let me start it off with “WOW!”, grandma's work isn’t as easy as it seems. Not only did i learn how difficult it is to sew, but i had the chance to be able to express my funny side. This week i chose as one of my portfolios a unique project, where i sewed together my outfit. At first, i envisioned it being a joke, since i would never wear it personally, but I saw the fun and good vibes it would bring to the classroom atmosphere. We started off with the simple idea of creating one of the outfits used by one of the boys in the movie, The Sound of Music. First, we had to sketch out a drawing of the outfit to get an

"I grabbed her in my arms and lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom. I put a grin on my face, but it didn't help. She looked

As the night progressed she contemplated on telling us what was wrong. Then she remembered that we are best friends.