Journal+6-narrative

**She is**
She is very nice and loving.

She is always their for her children and her grandchildren.

To me she is so strong, unbreakable.

She is my family.

She is my grandma kitty.

she is sick with what? Kidney stones.

**Is it?**
Hearing of what happened to my grandmother we went down to MD to see how she's doing. Looking down at her while she lays in my aunts bed talking to my mom, her daughter. Thoughts go threw my head. I can feel the tears behind my eyes. I will my self to believe that she will get better. That my tears will do nothing for her. I must be strong, for to lend her strength mustn't I have strength to give? And yet I think this with such sad thoughts going threw my head:

Is it my family's fault? Is it my moms fault? Is it my dad's fault? My sisters? Brothers? Is it my fault? Is it because we live far away? Is it because she's always driving from Maryland and PA. If only we visited more then this wouldn't have happened! I blame my self for not being strong enough to protect my family.

**Neighborhood fights**
Before I moved up to P.A. I lived in Baltimore,Md.

Their are lots of kids in my neighborhood. Sometimes were nice, and sometimes were mean. When were nice we would walk to school together and when were mean we would fight to and from school and sometimes in school and by fight I don't mean all word and no action I mean a complete fist fight were we would only stop if a teacher is driving by Which did happen. Ha!