Hello guys this is a story on a blanket that is very important to me  in my family. This is the last thing my grandmother gave me before she passed away last year so it's very important and valuable in my family. This blanket came from Chicago where my grandmother lived. She was always back and forth with the blanket. It was one of her favorite blankets. I sleep with it every now and then. It's a nice warm blanket it also has cotton so its soft there is a lot of memories with this blanket from when i was a baby my mom says it was one of the only blankets i use to sleep in its one of my favorite blankets to this blanket been there since day one all the way to the end.it hurt a lot when she passed i basically watch it happen i thought she would be able to beat her sickness it hurts even more because i watched the whole process i couldn’t believe it and there was absolutely nothing i could do about it she was feeling worse everyday and the whole time the blanket was there along the way which is why the is the object i chose and why this blanket is something i would cherish.

– MJ

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