1st paragraph of narrative writing

        Most make this paper harder than others, it should be as easy as asking some questions and writing the answers down. I'm Danielle Perez I've played softball since I was 8 and have not been in a stable home for more than a year in the last 4 years. In the making of this paper I enjoyed it because it gave me some time to sit aside and really find out more about my grandma, Yes grandparents always love telling their stories but there's never a time you really sit there and ask several different questions that can actually mean something to the time change of today. Talking with my grandmother got me thinking our generations really have not progressed in all positive ways, By the end of my paper you will see there are positives about some of our benefits but you'd be surprised with the amount of negatives. I interviewed My grandma Dawn because I respect her and look up to her very much, She is one of the most straight forwardest people I know, and she will always tell you the truth and guide you to making the best decisions.
          

  

The most elderly relative I remember

The oldest relative i remember was my great grandmother she is 103 years old, or would be if she hadn't died 6 years ago. She died when she was 97 years old and lived with me for most of my child hood. She had hair that was as white as snow and as silk as a pillow case, She had fragile old skin that was painful to look at, but still made her to be the cute Great grandma she was. She was my role model, My best friend and most importantly someone who can never be replaced. Her name was Beatrice and she hated her name and gave herself a nickname and everyone knew her as Bea. Her biggest fears were clowns and mice. I remember when I heard her screaming in the kitchen one year, I ran out to find her and she was swatting at a mouse with a broom chasing it all around the room, I jumped on the counter yelling at her to kill it, then we hear my brother yelling mouse and we run in his room and he's standing on his bed saying "get the mouse its under the bed" me and my grandma Bea begin laughing and run to the other room not realizing we left the other mouse somewhere in the kitchen, Our kitten Lila was swinging her tail back and forth under the table, I call her name and she turns her head and all you see is a tail hanging out of her mouth. My grandma Bea starts telling her to drop it and once she does all you see is blood in the kittens teeth. My grandma Bea every Wednesday would make cookies because she hated the middle of the week, and always thought brightening it with something sweet would help the rest of the week go by. She was very organized and would never let someone give her the answer no, without making a fair agreement. She always had a bond for animals, and living on farms. My grandma Bea was the type who would spoil you and share stories with you, she would never criticize you even if you deserve it. Bea had two kids, a boy and a girl but lost her husband years after there second child. When I hit the age of  7 my great grandmother moved to Madison,Wisconsin to live with her son and his wife, I was devastated after being around her since I was born. After she went to Wisconsin I got to fly up to her every summer to visit and that made it a lot better. My grandma Bea would never let anyone walk all over anyone she cared about and loved living in a house with a view. After she moved to Wisconsin she got to experience living with wild bunnies in her back yard. When she lived in Oregon with me she would feed squirrels that would come to our back door and it became such a habit that squirrels would always sit there waiting for food, sometimes if our backdoor was left open they would run inside the house and my Great grandma would always just have a look on her face and say "oops this isn't my fault" as she would shoo them out of the house. The hardest thing I've ever seen that's happened to Bea was when she was walking down the stairs at her home in Wisconsin and the German Shepperd named Cloe came running down the stairs and tripped Bea right on her back and she flipped over the side of the stairs and hit her head on the window and got a head injury. My grandma Bea made it her whole life only being with one guy even after he had passed away, she felt she chose her one and only and made a vow to him that he would be that one and only forever. She was raised to always be happy and do what she felt was right, once she made a commitment to something or someone she would never break it off. She had a fairytale wedding and lived life the way life was suppose to be lived. The way I remember her, is having full respect for herself and being the way the old generations were, saving yourself for someone, not running around doing unnecessary things, she got her priorities done, she would say hi to anyone who was everyone, she wouldn't let people bring her down, and she wouldn't make people feel worse about themselves, she was high spirited like I always remembered her, she gave love like it meant something, but more importantly she would show it and not just stay it. I will never forget my Grandma Bea, being able to be close with someone from two generations ago can really show you how times have changed and it taught me a lot about life and the differences as time has over come, I love her and I was lucky to have known my Great Grandma.