I walked passed my grandma handing her the broom to wash the floor. Just handing the broom to her makes me sad. I never wanted my grandma to replace my work, she's been suffering a lot but if i keep on begging to her, she wouldn't want me too. I know she loves me, but do i? Making her replace my work for me to go celebrate? Is that love? I hit my head softly and frowned, wondering if what i said was true. Before i left my grandma looked at me with a smile dropping the broom on the floor to come kiss me on my forehead.
"Have a nice celebration, dear!" She said while looking at me, like she knew what was i thinking." And don't think you have the right to blame yourself because i'm replacing you."
I looked at her in surprise. Did she know i was thinking about that? Enough questions Marie, i shrugged. She left me with a surprise look. I opened the door, ready to grab my phone to dial my best friend's phone number. I dialed her number, waiting for her response.
"Hello?"She said, not knowing who called her at this time.
"Hey, it's me, Marie.
"You woke me up. Did something happened?"
"Duh! I got accepted to Harvard!" I said with a exited tone.
"Congrats" She said with a sarcastic voice.
"What about your college? Did they accept you into Harvard?"
"I don't have the letter, i don't think they brought to me yet"
"Oh, i was wondering. Do you want to have a party?"
"At this time? For what?"
"Well it could be when you get the letter because i want to celebrate with my bestie" I said, while smiling through the phone.
"Okay fine. I'll call you when i have it, okay?"
"Okay."
She hung before i said goodbye.
"Wow, shes moody today." I whispered.
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Lost and insecure
RomanceMarie lost everything, her parents and her future. She started living with her grandma who was fighting for her life when she was diagnose with brain cancer that almost cost her life. At 17 years old she decided to help her grandma in the cafe that...
