MY PAPA

A whrangers life by Mackenzie castile
as you now my grandfather died Sunday and every one was crying all the way home and we cry and cry i think that Nana cried the most because she shared a love with my grandfather .



p.s.he looked good at the furl and

and every both had nicknames if he knew you if you know him and if you did not know him you did not have a nickname!!!!!!



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