WOW
WoW...so my granfather died when I was in eighth grade..he had demensia. Anyone see the notebook? Yeah well that's what he had. It was bad...very bad. I know he could remember me in time spans...and remember nothing of the house...Imagine getting lost in your own house? It was horrible for such a great proud man to go through....But now that he's gone, new worries arrise. The disease is hereditary...wow can't spell...My mom has been showing signs of it for years...It is an on going joke in the family yet, it is actually quite serious........On a day like today when I wake up a nd can't remember anything. You think I am kidding right? No... I woke up and had no idea where I was....I had my phone by my head my alarm blaring...I looked around the room and wiped the tears off my eyes and thought...."Wtf"...So I get a text message and I am like uhhh what are you talking about? I drive to school? I cant do that! So I get up and barely find my parents room and luckily I remember my mom...I tell her I am not goign to school pointing to my cell. SHe looks at me like I am crazy so I go back to my bed and sleep again until she comes in at nine and tells me to wake the hell up and go to school....Once I am fully awake I started looking at pictures on my mirror and my school bag and I dont know but it was the scariest thing...I had to close my eyes cuz my head hurt that bad....When my eyes opened all I saw was this little thing laying in my butterfly chair...I went over to touch it and it started crying...I started screaming and screaming and screaming until my dad had to come in and tell me to calm down...thank god he is off from work this week...Once I stopped screaming I looked again...It was just a shirt laying there on the chair.......
Now I am here...in school....I couldn't get into my locker because I couldn't remember the combo...I couldn't remember any french...And I am studying for the two quizzes and one test I have to take today and I am like wtf is this...All I keep thinking about is my daddydad...and yesterday with tony....and that crying shirt on my chair....Then I see pats face agian...smiling at me as I drive by him....
Now I am here...in school....I couldn't get into my locker because I couldn't remember the combo...I couldn't remember any french...And I am studying for the two quizzes and one test I have to take today and I am like wtf is this...All I keep thinking about is my daddydad...and yesterday with tony....and that crying shirt on my chair....Then I see pats face agian...smiling at me as I drive by him....