A fun thing I used to do when I was little was go over to my grandma and grandpas every weekend. In the summer I would do it even more often. When I got there me and my grandpa would go places. everywhere! We went to the beach, we went to the chocolate factory, we even went to where he works! Hes a janitor at a school. I got to go inside the gym and play with basketballs and I even got free milk from there. I don't go over anymore because my uncle still lives with my grandpa and hes crazy. He tried to kill my dad with a gun. If that wouldn't of happened maybe I would still be going over there every weekend.
No one really knows why they wanted to kill my dad. They as in My grandma, My uncle, and the rest of my moms side of the family. They all think that my dad is making my mom his slave and hes torturing her. The thing is.. that's not what happened at all. my mom is lucky to have my dad. If it wasn't for him my mom would probably be dead right now. He saved my moms life. And when shes not on medication she goes a little crazy..
The reason I say she goes a little crazy is because one time she stopped taking the pills without telling my dad and then my dad G.P.S. located her and he doesn't know if she was cheating on him or what. My dad didn't make my mom like this, my grandma did. My moms mom made her crazy and shes blaming my dad. My family isn't normal, but I suppose we dont have the worst time surviving in this world.
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