LANDRY KAVINYA

Well the following day i work up and found that the whole story had changed and i was actually been blamed for her death..even the cousin who was with me that particular night changed the story too and said that i was the one who had actually come with the milk and gave it to my loving grandma..i was only nine years old and i did not know how to defend myself or who would actually believe me if i told them that i did not have any money to purchase a packet of milk??Even those who knew how much i loved my grandma all of them started judging me but what did not make sense to me is why if they believed that i had killed her why not report it to the police??They rubbed it in my face every other day after that to a point that i actually started believing it myself..i always had nightmares until recently that's when they stopped and i came to a realization that this people only wanted someone to blame for their doings and i guess i was the perfect candidate for it all. There are so ...

Most people have very amazing childhood stories and memories but for me i only have one fantastic  childhood memory with my grandmother and my two brothers.....why do i talk about my grandma?? And not my mom or dad?? well thats beccause she was both my mom and dad.. this woman taught me how to love,how to be strong,humble,kind,hardworking and most of all how to persevere even when things are hard. she is the only person whom i truly loved and enjoyed their company..my world and happy childhood memories all disappeared when my shush died..she fell sick and i felt that it was my obligation to take good care of her..we shared so many memories together  and she was everything to me even up to her death bed grandma called me to spent time with her we even slept in the same bed not as if everyone did not have their bed but because we felt protected in each others presence. we were having our usual evening conversation on this particular night when Mr T( grandmas son)...