My grandma is a criminal. She controls my dad to be mean to me because she knows him as well as an experiment. She can affect him easily. I think it's true. We can steer away from her. If he acts like he's good, she'll be mean to my brother, suggestive. I'm not sure what she can do to my mom other than hurt her kids. She influences us to be uncomfortable, knows just how we're programmed. She's a real criminal. My dad feels so comfy and cozy about her dying soon. He gets away with it. Oh, my aunt calls her every day, the older one. I e-mail her and talk to her on Facebook. I bet my dad still talks to her. We just sent a birthday card... She's kinda weird and probably thinks we're weird speaking to her. My dad didn't know his dad's family probably because he was a Native American farmer.
I'm worried because my mom is affected by suggestions and keeps being mean to me so nothing happens to her. My grandma lets anything go. She's a real animal. She thinks she's all proper. My grandma is kinda stupid. She thinks my mom doesn't know how to take care of her nigger sperms..
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