I remember the morning I woke up and thought, today is the day I start to learn to play baseball. I was really excited. My glove which we had bought the day before had finally been broken in by me. I put it under my pillow before I went to sleep and now I could close it with ease. I was supposed to go to the park that day. My dad was going to wake up early and make breakfast. He didn't. At first I thought it was strange and I didn't think much about it. I served myself some cereal and went to my parents room. My dad was dressed and getting his glove. He was about to get the truck's keys when the phone rang. He sat down and picked up the phone. The phone call was short but as soon as he hung up, he broke down. Sobbing he said your grandmother has passed away.
--Sergio v.
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Hey! You need to add more about your grandfathers name. Also try to include figures of speech. i really like it.-Alex cisneros
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