

I look at the pictures of my grandmother very often.
She looks exactly like my mom and one of my brothers. All we
have left of her is little items of her childhood and her little tiny
diamond ring. She died when she was about twenty-five years
old and Heather died when she was about two years old. I may
not have known her, but I have heard lots of stories about her.
We keep her ring tucked away safely in our family safe. Just like
I keep my memories about her tucked away in the back of my
mind. I will never forget about you Grandmother Lisa and I
know you will always watch over me.
Epilogue;
When Grandmother Lisa died my mother went to live
with her grandparents. She lived with them from the time my
mother was seven till she became a grown-up and went to
college. Where the house burned down a church was built right
were the house used to stand. My mom has grown-up to be
the strongest woman I know. She can do just about everything.
My great grandparents are alive and well also. My great grand-
mother is eighty seven and my great grandfather is ninety years
old. They are amazing and they amaze me every day. I love to
visit them and see all of the pictures of my mom, grandmother,
and everyone else. We have learned that the world can shake us,
break us but nothing can bring us down!
Peyton Terry is a student at
Graham Middle School, she is
in 6th Grade.
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