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pleasant

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English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

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North American (General)

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no one broke into my grandmother's house and robbed or killed her. She wasn't shot. She didn't die of an illness. He just died because of heat. My name is Valerie Brown, and I am a messed control operator here. A W B Easy my grandmother. Alberta Washington. She came from the South. She bought the house that she lived in in Bronzeville during the Depression with cash. It was a two flat. I was very close to my grandmother, and I would always make it a point of stopping by to see her on the weekends so I would put a chicken in the crock pot and make her stuffing, and I would take it to her and I'd sit down and talk with her and we'd laugh and joke, and she tell me stories that she told me before. But I act like I heard it for the first time, and she was just the person that I loved miss the most on one of my regular visits to stop by to see my grandmother. She didn't answer the doorbell, and that's not like my grandmother's. So I banged on the door, banged on the door and then I went home, and then I called my grandmother. She didn't answer the phone, so I called my sister and told her that Grandma's not answering the phone. And I said I wanted to just go downstairs and check on her and she called me back and said that Cramer is dead. She was sitting out on the front porch at night, guests to stay cool. And then I think that when she walked into the house, the bedroom was so hot it probably just knocked her out. And I remember when I walked in the room, I noticed this really pungent smell, and it kind of smells like when you buy meat and you forget about it and then you smell it, it's It's like that only a sweet smell. While the men were going around looking that my grandmother's body and everything, I noticed that her window was nailed shut. And I thought, Geez, what would make her think that putting a Neil in the window with keepers safe and um, why was in the window open? I felt like I was looking through a peephole that I wasn't really there, and they put her in a body bag and they carried her downstairs. And then they opened up the ambulance and there were other bodies in there, and they took her black bag and sit her on top of the other bodies like she was a quart of wood. So that's why she will always be in my heart. And I don't look at her is dying the normal way. She just fell victim of the heat wave way.