I feel like my life is falling apart. My grandmother has been in and out of the ER three times, maybe four just this week. I love her so much, and she's been put on a cane and I can't even look at her without wanting to throw up. She looks so sick. My mom is having mental breakdowns, and she never has those. Ever. I have to take care of the family because my dad is never home because of stupid GM shutting down the plant all the time and starting new operations. I can't sleep because I'm worried somebody is going to come in and do something to me or steal one of my family members away from me. Like death. How could somebody be so cruel as to put my grandmother through so much pain like she's going through? I love her so much, how could this be happening? I hate this, I hate this summer, it sucks. Everybody is fighting, I'm fighting myself, I'm finding things I don't want to find, I even found an e mail that my sick grandmother had sent out to all of her friends when my grandpa had died of a brain tumor. I cried and I couldn't take it. I can't take the thought of somebody else dying. Why must everybody die? Its not right, and I don't want it to happen. I'm so tired, and I want to sleep but I can't. And I want everything to be okay for once, but it won't. I just want to sleep. For a long, long time.
Can you taste the fear in her sweat?
