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A week passed and Mamita's really gone.

I don't want to believe it but. It's just so hard to accept because she's so good to me. She helped me although she didn't know me. She didn't doubt me and trusted me like her own granddaughter. She helped me find myself again. She helped me overcome everything. She became my mother that helped me with anything. How can I live without her?

She promised to cook for me and then... just then... she's gone.

It hurts. It's been years since I feel this pain and it still hurts. I don't want her gone. "Her last will and testament said that 50% of her inheritance will go to you and 50% and the company will go to her granddaughter," The attorney said. "But... She doesn't have any granddaughter" I said. "She told me to give this to you too," Attorney said, handing me a paper. I opened it and read

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Tiffany,