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  • Essay / My Sunday - 1126

    We were able to walk around and visit him. He had a fairly good sized room. My parents had to sleep on a chair and couch all the time. While we were up there the bathroom that was in the room flooded the whole room so we had to move everything to a new room. That was the best part, it made everyone laugh and for the first time in probably about a month my mom smiled and laughed. The day finally had to end and we had to go our separate ways. There were tears, lots of tears. More by my mother than anyone else, and finally, after the goodbyes, my aunt came to pick me and Dakota up to head.