Great Nanny Sweet <3

Nanny Sweet was my world. She died when I was only 4. Me and my mother went to her house. We walked inside and my mother went to go see where Nanny Sweet was... Next I heard a scream. I rushed to the room but my mum wouldn't let me in. I knew something was wrong. She was sobbing and crying and telling me to go into the lounge. An hour later I sat outside watching loads of men I didn't know coming and going into the house. My world was flipping upside down at this point... worried. Two hours later I was sitting with my mum. She was telling me what had happened... A picture came into my mind of my nan... I had never been to anything like this. I had to wear black and look grown up. At this point I knew what had happened. My nan has died. It felt like someone had ripped my soul and heart out. It feels like she's left me... forever. Everyone has forgotten her but I haven't. When people see me smiling it's because I'm proud to be a Sweet. I cry when people aren't there watching me. I still remember when you died a month before Christmas. I still carry that name on when my last name is different. I'm 14 now, and still luv you Nanny Sweet... You are there even if people have forgotten you. You're still in my heart. Luv you, Nan. Amber xxx

Amber - 19 / 2 / 2010