Saturday, January 23, 2016

Just a Nightmare

I had a nightmare. Well, not really a nightmare because I wasn't scared.

The dream was that my grandmother died and my mom was carrying the casket. The casket was small. It was like an arm's length. She was carrying the casket by carrying the plastic sando bag. Let me draw it for you.
                                             
I can't draw that well. Anyway, even though I wasn't scared, I dread the day that my maternal Grandmother will die.

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