2. Grandma&`&s Moving Day
The day had come. Grandma was moving out of her big house. I was sad. I had a lot of memories in that house.
I asked where Grandma was moving to. My dad just said," Somewhere nearby. Don&`&t worry."
But I was worried. I spent a lot of time with Grandma.
I did not want to see her any less. In fact, I wanted to see her more.
I could tell that no one wanted to tell me because they knew I would be sad.
"It must be far away," I thought to myself.
We got all of Grandma&`&s things in the truck. I sat beside her ïn the car. We talked the whole time.
After a while, the truck stopped. I looked out to see her new home.
It was our house! Grandma was coming to live with us