Personal Narrative: How My Grandpa Changed My Life

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Have you ever had something that you had something that you had all your life just vanish. My grandpa had always spoiled me he got me treats when I didn’t ask for any he even one time spent a hundred dollars on popcorn for me to win a prize (it was a toy car I quit cub scouts after that). He had always been there when I needed him and when I didn’t and then he got sick when that happened he got grumpy and because he couldn't do what he loved to do because he was bed bound. Then he started getting heart attacks every time they happened I came and they were scary but he was old and he eventually died from old age and the whole family came everyone was thinking that it was eventually gonna happen and when that happened I just sat there crying

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