I don't remember how old I was or what grade I was in but I remember the event. In school Charlotte's web was being read to us and this day we got to the end. This book was so sad for me. I couldn't understand why Charlotte died. But I went home and it was business as usual.
When it was time for bed I went in and started preparing my bed. It was set up in one corner and my gramma shared my room, her bed was not far from mine. In the top corner of my bed I saw a spider on the wall and swatted at it and killed it. Then it hit me! I killed Charlotte!! I was devastated and could not be calmed. I killed Charlotte and I was bad for doing it. I felt awful, I kept saying "I'm sorry I killed Charlotte!" My mom thought I was absolutely nuts and was getting a little peeved that I wasn't settling down.
Finally my Gramma grabbed me and she got me to calm down finally and put me in her bed and I fell asleep there to her soothing singing. Even though my Gramma called me silly at first she still came to my aid with love and understanding and I was always comforted by that.
sweet story she kinda reminds me of me :)
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