It was a cold dark rainy day when my gradmother pasted away. She was only 66 and had a heart attack. I was so depressed that she passed. we were the best of friends. i could talk to her about anything and she would not think different of me cause of it, like my parents did. always asuming i did bad stuff. gezz.. they are all the same.
After the funeral we went home to mourn in peace. I suddenly got this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. like there is something wrong and i can not figure it out. so i slept, thinking that it will go away. i awoke and it was the next day and my mother calling my name. "john!" she also said, "john its time to see the lawyer about the will." I thought to myself "this is going to be fun. watching greedy poeple get what they want. yay." I got up and dressed in a nice sweater and kike pants. Before we left, i took one last look in the mirror at the door. "UUHH!" i gasped. I thought i say my granmother standing right behind me with her hand on my shoulder and a big smile on her wrinkly face. "john we are going to be late if you do not hurry." mother said. I locked the door and ran to the car.
On the way i could not help but think of what happened was i dillusional or was it the dream i had. In my dream there was this old rocking chair and my grandmother was sitting in it. she ws saying something about how its my turn to switch. I was so confused by the meaning of those words.
When we got the the lawyers office i had that bad feeling again in the pit of my stomach. I decided to stand beside my dad instead of sit by my big aunt Luna with her smoking habits. she was probably the most greedest one of all the family. i could see the greed in her eyes. with he short curly hair and fancy black dress. i thought "what the hell. did she even care for her mother."
The lawyer started to call what we got from my grandmother. i was off think about that dream again. i dont know what it was, but it was v ery disturbing what she said. then the lawyer called out my name. "john rose." he said, "your grandmother left something very improtant to you." I snapped out of my day dream to see what it was. the lawyer said, "she gave you the family mirror. it seems to be passed down from generation to generations." I thought "why on earth did she give me a mirror. Oh well, at least i have something to remeber her by." Aunt Luna yelled, "why did he get the miiror. That junk is worth a fortune. he is probable going to break it." Lawyer said, "calm down Ms. Luna. it is not your call to why she gave it to him. If you don't stop i'll get sericurty to escort you out." She stormed out yelling "that miserable old fool."
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
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