by Claire Houston
I always loved my grandpa he was the best ever. He always sat in his chair down stairs (he loved that chair). Grandpa would say "come here" so I came like always. He would wrap his legs around me and trap me so I couldn't get out. Also he would make me answer riddles in order for me to get out of the silly trap, or get out of his legs. It seemed like you could get out of his legs but it was not easy, I'll tell you that:)
On Christmas I gave my grandpa a bag full of candy and what was in it was some Starbursts and M&M's. He sat the bag right by his special chair and when he died I went down stairs and saw the bag by his chair. My cousin's girlfriend hugged me and I started crying on her shirt and she was crying on my shirt. We had a rough time when my grandpa died because that was my only grandpa in my whole family. I was sad and so was my brother, my grandma, Dad and Mom, Aunt Tara and all my aunts and all my uncles and friends. When I heard grandpa died all my wetness in my body went to my eyes. I miss my grandpa so bad I wish he could come back to life.
I LOVE MY GRANDPA. HE IS THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED