I am crying so please excuse my spelling and grammar. I woke up at 5:32 A.M this morning and immadetly things felt out of the ordinary. I heard people talking outside of my house -- it was my mom and dad. I asked my mom what was going on. She replied we think something might be wrong with Jenniveve. (Jennieve was 90 and she was like my grandma, she was my best friend) I said, "DEAD!?" - - She said we don't know. I ran into my sister's room and told them. Then my dad called the police and they came and told them she was dead. When my mom told me I broke down in tears and fell to the floor. I was saying, "Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my God!" At 7:22 A.M Jennieve was taken away in a black long car with men dressed in black. -- The worst day of my life - - and the last of Jennieves. Life is too short. You are never ready to say good-bye and I never got my chance.:(