My Family - Original Writing Essay

1135 Words Nov 2nd, 2016 5 Pages
I was maybe 6 years old when I watched my Mom drive away without me for the first time. My mother and her grandmother were yelling back and forth at the front door of our small house. I was little, so I sat and listened in the hallway, across from the door, trying to figure out what they were fighting about. It was a conversation I had heard before about my Mom’s recent decision to move to New York. My Granma obviously didn 't agree with it because she was young and had no way to support a little girl in a new place. I remember my Mom saying something along the lines of “If I could take Kayla with me, I would.” I suppose I misunderstood what my Mom meant, because I ran to my little room in our cozy home and started to pack. I stuffed clothes and my favorite toys and books into a large Christmas gift bag, and started out towards the front door to join my Mom on whatever journey she decided on. I got to the flimsy screen door when I saw my Mom’s trashy white sedan leaving the driveway. My Granma, from that point on, was the one person I could always depend on and when she passed away, it broke my heart. My Granma had taken care of me, along with most of my family, my whole life. She was the kind of lady that would always be there for the people she loved. I watched her with her children and her grandchildren, over and over, again. If you screwed up, she would help you decide how to make it right. If you needed money or food, she would make you something to eat and give…

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