Grandma

When I heard my Grandma's signature knock, I instantly ran downstairs and greeted her. She gave me a big hug, and a little kiss on the cheek, then she took me into the living room, and told me stories.

I didn't like the stories. They were scary. They were about death and destruction and people killing other people, just all the bad stuff. I was so scared after hearing all of her stories.

I realized that my parents hadn't greeted her yet, so I went in there and told them to greet Grandma. My Mom kneeled down and said "Hon, Grandma's dead.".

"NO! She's in the living room! Come take a look-see," I said. But when we got back, we found Dad's wallet missing, and the window broken... I'm sad now.