Personal Narrative: Living With My Grandfather

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As a child, I would have given anything to have my family live with my grandparents from my dad’s side. I love my grandparents very much, and I always wanted to be there. Naturally, I thought this would be a good idea. As I have grown up, I realised that I would not want to live with my grandparents from either side of my family because I like my alone time. Everyone knows that when your grandma is in town, you do not get alone time. When I was a young kid, my family and I would go visit my grandparents in my home town a lot. These are my dad’s parents, and my grandpa was my favorite person in the world. He was just a grumpy old man, but he was awesome. Contrary to what my cousins think, I was always his favorite because I was not loud and annoying like they were. He even asked my cousins why they could not be as good as my sister and I. While they were running around, I was trying to learn how to play Sudoku with my grandma. My family would visit more often than my cousins’ families, so that could also be a factor as to why he liked me more. Usually the whole family would get together for Thanksgiving, Christmas, and once per summer. It was super fun, but we do not do that anymore. If we all get together, it is not at my …show more content…
I do not think that either of my grandma’s would let that happen. I like to go to soccer games, which are a couple of times a week. I would feel guilty having to leave them alone all the time while I am out with my friends. Also, I have a job now, so I am not home very much on weekends anymore. Now I am also in the play, so I have practice almost every night during the week. This will happen again in the spring, so that is another two months that I will not be home almost every day. Student Council also takes quite a bit of time, especially when planning an event. Lastly, I am a cheerleader, so I will not be home during those practices and games as

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