My favorite person!!
When I lost my favorite person in the whole world I was devastated.
My favorite person was known as Granny Ader. When I was three
Granny Ader was very special to me. I would always ask her for trinkets and she would always give. I came home from preschool and found out that Granny Ader had died.
Every time after that I would play sad music over and over again and cry my eyes out!! I was depressed for several days. I would cry every time I heard a slow or sad song.
A few days later I went over to my Aunt Ginger’s house. I had found out that Granny Ader had saved a special something for me. It was a porcelain or glass statue of an old man and lady. I still have it today. I still miss her but I know she is in the right place.
I started to believe that when the suns rays poked through the clouds that they were stair cases for people to go up to heaven. I love how this started for me because it gives me a chance to see how God works through us, and how many people are going to heaven!! God has opened a door for me that no man can shut!! God has also closed a door for me that no man can open!! God is such an awesome God that he does anything.
Now I look up to the sky to see those stair cases again but I don’t see them very often! God says in his holy word that nothing is impossible for him!! I am 14 years old and I still believe that belief. My most favorite thing about her was that she was never mean. I used to go over to her house and play with her and my aunts.
My cousins on my mom’s side never got to see her. I am sort of sad because I don’t remember her that well, but I still remember how she was,warm and sweet. My family wasn’t that close that I know of, but I’ll always know that I know her in my very special way.
Some of the time Granny Ader and I had spent together wasn’t what you would think it was. It was never going outside to play it was sitting inside talking, throwing a “play” ball around, eating at the table or watching the television in the living area. I’ll always love her and cherish our memories together, but I will run to meet her again on those streets of gold and the pearly gates. I’m waiting for that moment.