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One day I was in my mom’s car on the way home from my grandma’s house in the mid afternoon on a bright summer day.We had almost gotten home when my mom’s phone rang.Ring Ring!! My sister and I had to be really quiet. My mom stayed on the phone for the whole car ride home,so I figured that something was wrong. We pulled into the driveway.My mom got out of the car grabed here stuff and went inside. my sister and I went inside with her. She put her stuff down and went straight into her room,she shut the door and locked it.She was in her room for over a hour.When she came out she walked right to the door and walked outside.I walked outside to hear what she had to say.Because she was on the phone for so long. “I just got off the phone with Jerry he said that betty wasn’t doing very well.”she said with a sad voice. “So she isn’t doing very well?” “Uncle Jerry said that it has been coming and going.” I had just stood there as they were talking. I stood there with my mouth hung open.I listened to their entire conversation. “Is she going to be okay?”I butted in. “We do not know.”my mom answered. …show more content…

I walked in and walked into the bathroom because and saw my sister crying so I knew my mom had told her already.I went into my living room and sat down and started thinking about the two of them. What would Uncle Jerry do if she died tomorrow.Would we go up there to comfort him to help him get through this disaster that he had on his hands.I hope to god she gets better so we can see her face for a much longer since i just met her for the first time in my life.I want to have a lot more memories with her because she is so nice and sweet.I went back outside and just sat down with my dad because it was his aunt.He looked sad he looked at me and just sat there and stared at the