I have to write a short story for English. Something based on a Faustian bargain. I decided on a story loosely based on my grandmother's experiences. But the more I write it, the more I find myself missing my grandmother. Although she was always slightly crazy after she went off her meds, she always told the best stories. And she always had the best outfits, and the greatest photos, and the greatest ideas for an adventure. I miss her a lot. She loved me a lot. I would be honored to be half as awesome as her when I grow old.