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September 18th
Well The unthinkable has happened. Grandmère is sick. I don't think she's been sick a day in her life. Except that day on her wedding where she had a fever of 102 and still went through with dancing until four. Today after school I showed up at her suite her maid told me she'd been rushed to the hospital! She woke up and had trouble breathing. Well even though I don't really like Grandmère, she is related to me so I kind of need to go see her in the hospital. So I took out my cell phone and called my mom to tell her I might be earlier or later than normal.
Mom: Hello
Me: Hey Mom Its just me. (I could hear Rocky in the background crying)
Mom: Hello? (She obviously couldn't hear me over Rocky)
Me: IT'S ME MOM! (I yelled ignoring the weird looks from the fancy rich people in the Plaza Lobby)
Mom: Oh What Mia
Me: Grandmère is sick I need to go see her in the hospital.
Mom: Who's Anna Lee?
Me: GRANDMÈRE NOT ANNA LEE!
Mom: OH
Me: I might be a little early or late depending on Grandmère
Mom: What Mia/
Me: I'm Going to be a little earlier or later than normal today! Tell Mr. Ga-Frank that.
Mom: Ok
Me: Bye Mom
I hung up. Well I Got to The Hospital And Found out Grandmère got lung cancer. I knew she would with her smoking 45 cigarettes a day. She was looking pitiful. She hadn't even drawn her eyebrows on yet. But my God she wouldn't let being sick with cancer stop her. She had even made the hospital staff get her a lavender hospital gown and slippers dyed to match. She had even made some of her staff get her a pack of cigarette! I could tell she had some before I even got in the room. One of the Nurses told me that she'd been diagnosed with Lung Cancer but wouldn't stop Smoking. I told her I'd try to persuade her to stop smoking. But I didn't think she'd listen.
"GRANDMÈ-"
"Hello Amelia" She said in her creaky cigarette voice.
"GRANDMÈR-" I began again.
"Today I'll teach you how to have the hospital staff treat you-"
"GRANDMA!" I yelled.
"Amelia do not use that Vulgar Grandma on me"
"Well I was just trying to get you stop smoking! You're sick with LUNG CANCER! You're SMOKING! YOU COULD DIE! I yelled. Yes I know I was getting a little dramatic but you know that's all that works on Grandmère.
"Amelia. I am not going to die! I am merely sick with something hardly worse than the common cold."
"Grandmère! If your not going to care then neither will I!" I stormed out of the hospital room with Lars right behind me. I told my limo driver to take me home. I was with Lars so he took me home now I locked myself in my room to write this. And now I'm feeling a little guilty. Maybe I'll call to check on her…
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