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Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Remembering my grandpa

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On any given day, you can find me laying in bed with my eyes closed and brows pulled together hard in concentration. Memories of my youth come harder and harder these days, and I try my best to hold on to them. When I shut my eyes before I sleep I try to think about the good times that I once had, but struggle to hold onto. A few of those memories include simple but sweet walks with my grandfather up and down to the sheds in the back of his house. My family and even more so the family that he lived with were selfish, greedy and down right mean people, but due to his old age he had no choic...

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