My Grandmother represents a lot of things for me. Since I was little she helped my mom take care of me and my brother and she was always there for me. Every vacation I go to her house I spend the whole vacation with her. Years passed and I turned 14 years old, me and my Mom, father and my big brother we moved to Brooklyn, New York. I still had siblings in Haiti with my Grandmother two years later. My other Sibling came to America 6 months after my Grandmother died. That was sad. After the funeral of my Grandmother my mom gave me a picture of my Grandmother my mom told when my grandmother made the picture. The picture represents my grandmother to me, every time I miss her I take a look at the picture I even cry when I look at the picture because she was a part of my life. The picture is important to me because she loved me too much.

– MB

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