important thing is a necklace my grandma gave me when I was five years
old. She was in the hospital with cancer and passed away seven years
ago. This was a tough time for everyone. I skipped school to visit her
in California when she was in the hospital, and I visited my family
from my mom?s side. We were all upset about what was happening, and it
was hard comforting one another while we were all concerned with her
health. It was hard knowing that someone in our family would die soon.
My grandma had shown me the necklace one day and told me she would
miss me. That's when I knew it wasn't good, and it was time for her to
go. The necklace isn't anything fancy, it was just something she gave
me, since I was younger and I wouldn't have to be too careful about not
breaking it. It's dark gray in the shape of a hollow heart bordered in
tiny jewels with a ribbon waved over the heart with the word "love"
spelled across it in cursive. It is special to me because it was
something she gave me before she died, and I miss her a lot. I keep it
in a small jewelry box tucked away in my room. I don't take it out a
lot, but I know I will keep it for a long time.