I ask my grama to do things for me sometimes. Not much really. To-day I asked her not to talk during a movie and her husband (a man I used to call daddy) gave me this look. He came out of his room and gave me a look. I said something because it was unwarrented and he told me to leave. So now I have to hit the street. I really wish my mommy was here. Why did she die? God, Bunny, will someone help me?