words from a picture

when i was about seven my great-grandmother passed away. she was known as nanna. it was the first time i lost someone that i loved, it was the first time i had seen death. unless you count my hampster that died, but i didnt even know he had died until i got home from school and he wasn't in his cage anymore because mom had alrady removed him. my nanna was a very special person and its actually kind of hard to talk about. i used to stay the night with her almost every wekkend, we would sing songs together and read books, and go for walks down ther street until we came to the house with the red reflectors in the driveway before we would turn around and head back to her house. about a year before she passed away i remember the last halloween of trick-or-treating at her house. i was toto and my cousin was dorathy from the wizard of oz. nanna had what seemed to be the biggest snickers bars we had ever seen, for us. i remember not wanting to leave her house but there was more trick-or-treating to do. the next thing i remember she never drove her car anymore and shortly after she had to go to the hospital because she was very sick. my mom, and my two aunts would take turns going to stay the night with her, whenever it was my moms turn i always went too and nanna would let me eat her chocolate golden grams. for a while she was back and forth between the nursing home and the hospital, when she was in the nursing home she liked to play bingo and when she won stuff she would give it to me and my brother, i dont know if she gave anything to my cousins but i'd like to think that i was her favorite. i'll always keep that little teddy bear, forever because its the last thing she ever gave me before she was gone.