Chapter 4
By the time we knew it, it was time for school to start. I wondered how I was going to last all day with out Spot but we had it all planned out though. Spot would sell his papers while I was at school and he would be back before I came home. It worked out so great that some of the guys decided to try it too.
Things were great. School was going well. I should say the first month and a half of school went well. I'll explain. The last week in October things started to go horrible wrong. One Friday after school, I got a message from my mom saying that my grandpa was doing really badly. My dad called me a few minutes later and told me to pack an overnight bag and he would come pick me up and take me my grandparent's house. I spent the whole weekend there. I even missed a day of school to be there. I couldn't believe that my grandpa was going to die. You see, my grandpa was the closest thing I had to a father figure. He was the only grandpa I knew. It was hard to see him the way he was. He just laid there. He wouldn't wake up. His breathing was irregular too. We thought he was going to die that weekend. But he didn't. He woke up on the following Monday, which was the day I missed school. I was so happy as was the rest of my family. The whole family had gathered. My older cousin had flown in from Washington D.C., where she went to college, to see my grandpa. It was great to have all the family together. We would tell stories and look at pictures. We would talk to my grandpa and one of my uncles played the guitar so we would sing. It was awesome.
Well, during this whole thing, I had been staying at my dad's house because my mom didn't want me to stay at our house alone. She didn't want me to have a party while she wasn't there. I think I'm smart enough to not throw a party or tell people I'm staying at home alone. I wasn't complaining though. I got hot breakfasts in the morning. I never get a hot breakfast before school. It was great.
One day, I got sick during first hour. You're probably thinking, "Why is she telling us that she got sick?" There is more to this than me getting sick, trust me. Anyways, I went to the nurse's office and they called my dad. As I was waiting for my dad, I felt really hot. My face was bright red and my arms itched. When I got to my dad's house, I changed into my pj's. But as I was changing, I noticed that on the back of my legs there were big red itchy patches. My step mom walked out of the hallway and took one look at me and said, "We should get you to urgent care." So I went to urgent care and they couldn't find out what had happened to me. I went to see an allergy specialist and he said that I had had an allergic reaction and the next time I had one I could die. So they took blood so they could find out what I was allergic to and they still don't know. It was like everything was going wrong.
Two weeks after my grandpa woke up, he died. He died on November 18th. The following Friday we had the funeral at Fort Snelling Cemetery. He was buried there because he fought in WWII and was wounded twice. The next day, Saturday, we had a memorial service at my grandparent's church. More than 200 people came.
The death of my grandpa was very hard on me even though I didn't show it. My grandpa was the sweetest person I know. I thought I would cry more than I did. Maybe I didn't cry as much was because I knew he was going to heaven. I don't know.
It was great to have all my friends around me though. Spot was there for me every step of the way. He was always there to comfort me and Jack, Blink, Race, Mush, Kelly, Liz, Marne, and the rest of my friends were all there for me too. I had a lot of support, which was great.
After that all happened, some interesting and unexpected things happened.
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AN: I hope you all like this chapter. I know it really didn't have the newsies in it but I couldn't just skip over it and it might help better explain things that might happen later in the story. I don't know yet. I hope to have chapter 5 up soon. Please review.
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