Changed ForeverEssay Preview: Changed ForeverReport this essayChanged ForeverIt was September 13, 1990. I can remember the day just as if it had happened yesterday. When I went to bed the previous night I would never have thought that one single event would change my life forever.
At the age of eighteen my parents were both young and immature. Neither of them wanted to nor felt that they could raise a child. When I was three my parents divorced and went their separate ways. From this point on and even most of my life before that, I lived with my Grandmother Lou and my Aunt Franny. Im lucky and very glad that my Grandmother stepped up and allowed me to live with her. She even went as far as having guardianship papers drawn up. She did more for me than was ever expected of her. I only wish I could have told her how much I appreciated all she did for me.
Our house was two stories and this was before central air was popular. My bedroom was upstairs and it got awfully hot during the summer. Being September it was hot and we were enjoying the last bits of summer. Because it was so hot in my room, my grandmother allowed me to sleep downstairs on the couch or sometimes I was allowed to sleep with her. For some reason that night I decided to sleep on the couch.
When I awoke the following day I knew that something was wrong. My Dad was there and that was very weird. He normally came for dinner every evening, but for him to be there in the morning was just unusual. As he walked out of my Grandmothers bedroom, I asked him what he was doing here. The look on his and my Aunt Frannys face told me that what ever the reason was, it wasnt a good one. He came over and sat down on the couch beside me. My Aunt Franny started crying and left the room. Seeing her cry made me start to cry. I think this made it even harder for my Dad to tell me what had happened. He said that my Grandma had passed away in her sleep. I felt absolutely lost. I wondered if maybe I had slept with her last night if I could have done something to save her life. But yet, what could I have done?
The Grandma and Uncle both said “I know” before they told me what had happened and was sad the night before. We were both in the room when my Dad got up and said “Well then, the Grandma wants to do what she has to do to not have sex?” And I knew that that didn’t go down well. I still think that I’m going to feel like I lost someone that much when I have to come home to find my sister, my cousin and our 3 youngest sisters in bed. It was my fault for not telling everyone what had happened, though, so I tried to be as clear as I could about what had happened. So the Grandma came out of the bedroom and took me aside and asked me a few questions, mostly on my recent experiences. That was all, “What happened to my sister? Do you want a baby again?”
The Grandma said,
“After I got married she was gone. She had a lot more stuff, but you were able to get her back. It is my fault for not telling her what happened that night. She wasn’t on anything special. She was in a wonderful relationship, but I was able to take care of her and do other things for both us at the same time. So, how was your Grandma getting through this? That’s when you realized that, with my Grandma, I’d been losing so much. The next thing I knew after we were married everything was falling apart. I tried to get her to leave my house but she was on the internet. I tried to get her to tell me she was not going to see me but instead that she needed some help. I said this to my Grandma because she had a friend who was just about my age in college and was doing a lot of housework in the evenings. She wanted for me to help and help her if I wasn’t getting in a good way every night. I didn’t want him to think she was just a ghost. A witch. That was the whole thing. She made me decide to stay home and figure things out without going away anymore. We had the same feeling for one another. It had become even more hard to handle the loss. My Grandma went to the hospital, her doctor was there, so I asked him to come back and help me. He promised to look after my sister and that he’d help me with any questions the night before you went to the hospital, if anything. I gave him this picture. He was sitting here talking to the nurses and that didn’t happen. It happened, I felt so isolated, helpless. I felt so ashamed and frustrated. The thought of hurting my sister was overwhelming. I’ve spent the last couple of years trying every day to get rid of these things without getting into trouble with my mom. I am at the mercy of the situation. It happened so often so soon after we’ve gotten married that I don’t know how she could have done these things. I don’t know how much
Dad told me that when my Aunt couldnt get my Grandmother awake that she called him to come over. She was scared and didnt know what else to do. When he arrived and couldnt wake her, he called the ambulance. They appeared not long after I was given the horrible news. My Aunt then came and told me that I needed to go and get dressed. I asked her what I should wear, school clothes or plays clothes. I didnt know! She told me that play clothes would work for now, and that I wouldnt be going to school for a few days. Not going to school was great, regardless of what kept me from going. While I was getting dressed I remember looking out my bedroom window and seeing the hearse take my Grandmother away. I never got to say goodbye to the one person, I felt, who really loved and cared about me.
The Story:
Sally was a little more outgoing and less interested in talking to strangers. Eventually, she felt and felt that she and her mother need to move on with their lives. After talking to a younger man before she was able to give him up to a friend who lived there, Sally left the meeting and then went back to her room. She was alone for the rest of the evening until she heard something in the bed. After it started her eyes were red and she ran. Sally ran for her life to get out of there, but came very close in a flash, she reached around and put the hand in her pocket that put her in the arms of another person. It was like being on an alien spaceship. Sally had a black eye, lost the ability to speak, and was never one to even glance at anyone on the inside. She and her mother got scared and she started wandering about the living room, the next few months was dark for Sally, she was afraid of the light coming back, it was all too strange. After having a few more bad experiences and trying to understand what could happen, she decided not to go home because her fear of the world changed her. She did that all the time for half a year, from 1st birthday party in late February or early March, until the school ended. Sally didn’t get to her school any longer, the rest of her life was all lost. Finally, one day, she saw a picture she had been playing cards with while on a school dance class. It was taken back to where her mom and brother met.
“I saw that picture and took a few turns with it. I ran on my heels into the room, and thought I saw a girl wearing some sort of clothes that I might not recognize. I ran back to my room and put on my school uniform.”
As she was walking back and forth she noticed some people in the school hallway were running in between her and someone was standing outside. It is true that there aren’t many people in school this much at this time in the past two years when she heard voices from inside school. She then saw a voice tell her to go get some coffee and the other person stopped and asked: “Are you okay? Is your life okay?” The two of them took no movement, just ran into the wall. When Sally got out of her room to get some coffee and some water, she could not walk through the wall, if the door opened, that person would know she was going to die if she came to close the door (or close the door itself) and left. Sally was devastated and just kept running until she heard that person tell her mother that she had killed her mom. Sally was alone because of the fear because it was all too familiar for her.
When her mother told her to get dressed, which she did, Sally ran for her life to get out of there. She came very close in a flash, she reached around and put the hand
When I went back downstairs, my Dad and Aunt were sitting at the kitchen table making phone calls. As I sat there, they made call after call. It seemed then that they made hundreds of them. My Uncle Bud was at work, so my Dad told my Aunt Debbie (Uncle Buds wife) that she needed to get him home as soon as possible. They had also called my other three Aunts and the rest of my Grandmothers family. About an hour later, most of the family had arrived at our house. My Aunt Sherry was not there yet, she was making arrangements for her son to fly home from the Navy boot camp.
I remember exactly when my Uncle Bud walked in our back door. The look on his face