Ever since I was young, all I can remember is my grandmother being there for me. After school I would run out to the playground where my grandmother was sitting, waiting for me to get out of class. My whole life, my grandmother was there to help me with life lessons such as manners, history, and other things I did not know. However, I remember this one moment in my life where I thought I was going to lose the most sacred person in my life.
I remember I was 11 years old it was a warm spring day. I woke for school, and my grandmother had made me my favorite breakfast, scrambled eggs. I remember gobbling down the scrambled eggs as I knew I had been running late. My grandmother made me wait till she was done doing the dishes so she could take me to school. I was so frustrated because I was afraid I would be late for school, and I had always been embarrassed to walk into school late. I screamed at her to hurry up as I was getting my shoes on. When she was done, she scolded me for yelling at her and told me that I was to never yell at an adult. As she left to take me to school, I pouted my lips and stomped out behind her. I did not say one word to her the whole way there. Before I went into school, she asked for a kiss, but I just ignored her and walked away from her.
During the middle of my art class, my teacher came up to me and told me to go see the principal. I was so embarrassed that my face flushed beet red. I walked downstairs to the principal’s office, I remember that my heart was beating so fast that I felt as thought I couldn’t breathe. My hands had started to sweat as well as my forehead. I knocked timidly and entered the room. The principal’s expression was as though he had lost a close relative. He told me to sit down and told me that I would be picked up by my mother in a couple of minutes. He told me that everything was going to be ok as he patted my back. I sat in his office for around 10 minutes, which felt like hours. Then my mom came and I left....