By: Kenzi R
Texas, Grade: 5

Im all alone. taking care of my cousins. living here is a dreary igsestance. i have to find a way to get out ,leave. such as when i left my grandmother. sitting in the large blue striped chair. my papa died not to long ago. i have survived. but the in side of me is dead. in feel the way when my mother felt. im just me.