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Back in the summer of 2006, my sister, my brother-in-law and I drove to Iowa. We visited family and such, and it was a great time. My Grandma wanted us to buy her cigarettes because she doesn't get around too well. We both decided that we wouldn't. Our parents were furious with us. When we got back, they yelled at us and raised hell. Aimee had went back to her place, but I held my ground. They asked how I could do that to her. I wondered how I could live with myself if I did buy her cigarettes. Here...let me slowly kill you. And if I refuse, I become the bad guy. Awesome. Back then, my grandma had been smoking for most of her life. My grandpa too. When my parents were yelling at me, they said they are too old to quit, have been addicted for too long, et cetera. Since then, their health has deteriorated, and they were forced to quit. My grandpa had bypass surgery, and the general health of my grandma has declined. They both proved my parents' logic wrong and both quit. My mom calls me today and asks me to go buy her cigarettes at Camp Pendleton because it's cheaper and it could save them money. But I really don't want to do it. Who would I be if I caved and went against my convictions? She was trying to argue with me and said that she's helped me save money, and why couldn't I do the same for her? I told her that she wasn't killing me while doing it though...Then she said that she was going to buy cigarettes anyway, and I could save her a lot of money. I understand that, but again, I'm not going to go against my beliefs, and I'm not going to contribute to your death. I refuse to. Hate me for it if you want, but that's the way it is. My parents told me my grandpa and grandma couldn't quit. They did. It's your turn now. Sorry for sticking to my convictions. Sorry if I'm being selfish and want you around for a long time...
*EDIT* My dad just yelled at me too. Figures...
*EDIT* My dad just yelled at me too. Figures...