Narrative
            
             1/30/2001
            
             My Grandma
            
             It was August of 2000 when my life changed forever. I had just awakened, unfortunately on school registration day. As I stumble in to take a shower the phone rang; nevertheless, it was my mom calling from grandma's apartment to wake me up no doubt, so I pick it up . But when I did, she sounded frantic. She said, " Get over here immediately Grandma is gone!"
             Since my grandmother lived in Tennessee for so long, when she moved back, I spent an abundance of time with her. We went grocery shopping and out to eat, except I had to drive because Grandma wasn't the best at driving. The best quality about her was her stubbornness. Although Grandma smoked non-filter cigarettes for fifty years, she swore she was the healthiest seventy-five year old on the earth. Grandma would sit and argue with Mom constantly about going to the doctor, she'd say, " Why go to the doctor and have them tell me something I don't want to know." Finally Mom called for her to get a check up, but did not tell Grandma until about two days before. She realized that we had her trapped, so hard headed Grandma gave in.
             After sitting in my room for what seemed like eons, waiting for Grandma and mother to get home, mom strolled in with a depressed look on her face.
             I said, "So what happened today?"
             Mom mumbled, " We need to talk." Not knowing she was serious,
             I muttered, "about what now!" She was completely delirious, I definitely dumbfounded and not understanding why she got mad. Suddenly, the mood became extremely down and dim. As if a horrific storm had just rolled in. An unexplainable feeling in the pit of my stomach arose.
             Mom opened by saying , "Just listen to me, I took grandma to the doctor."
             "Yeah how did it go?", I said.
             Mother sounded upset, " Well Dr. Davison discovered a few spots on her lungs, in the x-rays."
             "So what is it?" I asked.
             "Well, Britt, the doctor thinks it is cancer, Grandma ...