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Wednesday. It’s not very often that I sit down to write and nothing comes out.
I’m very anxious and nervous today. My grandmother’s health is deteriorating. Last weekend the doctor said she had only a couple of days left so everyone rushed there to greet her.
When my grandma saw some of her grandkids who never visit, she started shouting: “Do you think I’m going to die? Is that why you are here?” She kept saying that to everyone who entered the room.
Those couple of days passed and she showed a bit of improvement. That day I called and I asked my mom if I should go there or not. My mom said she was going to ask my grandma and see if she remembered me. To my surprise, she did. And not only that, the next days she asked when I was going to be there.
Last night…

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