You know, i used to think death was good, but i think i'm going to change my perspective on things. My mom woke me up around 6:30 or 7, and told me my mayma ( grandma ) died. I didn't cry, because i thought it was just a bad dream. I didn't want to believe it. But anyway, my sister got in the car and got half way to my mayma's when, my cousin ( Read more... )