The Funeral

On January 23rd I didnt go to school but instead went to a funeral. It was my Great Grandmother Rose Aten Carroll, she died on a school day so I couldnt go and see her. She was in her 94 and had horrible dementia. She had started to forget who her family was, she thought we where all strangers. She was born October 25 1917 ,and died on January 12 2012. Her funeral was a sad time I had never seen my grandmother cry before ,but that day she almost fell because of the emotions. Her own sister didnt even bother to come. I myself became sad and had began to cry. Afterwards we went and ate at a restaurant ,her husband Robert Carroll sat at a table alone. People would stop by tell him they where sorry and chat. That was the 2nd family member I had lost in the last 3 months. My siblings always say I get whatever I want but that day I said "Atleast you 2 got to have grandma Rose and great grandma Rose come to your graduation ,I will never have that felling".

A day in the life of Gravy Man

I wake up and take a shower and dont eat any breakfast ,same as everyother day. After waiting 40 minutes for the bus I get on and prepare for the journey. I pass all the weird and smelly kids (trust me they are weird ,one flips her eyelids inside out) and go to the back seat and read ,same as everyother day. When I get to school I walk down the hallway ,and wait outside Mr.Wileys room for him to arrive (he is always late) v,same as everyother day. Basically thats all I do ,go to my classes and do my work ,except for lunch that is the only part of the day I can be open with my friends and just have fun. After school I get back on the bus once again pass all the weird ,smelly kids ,and go to the back seat and read. When I get home the sky is getting darker and my dogs are barking at the door. I walk up and go inside ,I ask my mom what is for supper ,after her answer I feed the dogs and cats. After that I can do whatever I want ,except go to town and have fun with my friends ,I have to sit in my house in the woods ,alone and bored. When it is time for me to sleep ,I take one of my dogs to bed and sleep. The next day the process begins again.

Welcome to the Fountain.

This is the fountain. In other words welcome home.