Hi! My name is Jasmine, I'm 6 years old. I am very excited for Christmas. I get to open gifts with my grandma! She's the best at getting gifts!!! I love her so much. My mom says she's coming home tomorrow!! And tomorrow is Christmas. She's coming home from Scottland, she comes home every Christmas and everytime it's my birthday. "Oh Jasmine, your grandma doesn't come home until tomorrow morning, come on go get some sleep, it's a big day tomorrow"
*Knocks on the door* "Jasmine? My dear can you come down for a moment?" "Yes mom" "GRANDMA??!!" "Oh don't just stand there, give your ol' grandma a big bear hug!" "Jasmine? What are you doing so late?" "Huh, I was hugging grandma!" "But she doesn't come here until 5:45 AM" "Go get some sleep"
"Jasmine! Come down for a surprise" "Could that be grandma?" "GRANDMA!!!" *Big bear hugs her* "Oh I missed you so much little pumpkin!" "I missed you too!" "Now, go get some sleep I'll carry you to your bed"
NEXT MORNING
"Mom? Why are you crying?" "Oh sweetie, it's just that, your grandma isn't coming home this Christmas" "Why not?" "She died.. At 5:43 AM" "NO! She just carried me to bed last night!" "No sweetie that was your dream.. I think it was just her little goodbyes to you :c" "But she is supposed to open presents with me!!" "Dear, I know you'll miss her but, she's gone" *Kisses grandma in her imagination*
