[ WP ] Recount your most frightful childhood memory , except use exaggerations in a way you think a child would .

So, my sister wanted *Mary Poppins* but it was way too expensive! It was like $ 20! That's sooo much! So, we opted to get *Alice in Wonderland* instead. I never liked it, I thought it was stupid. Girls are stupid. All she does is dance and turn small and that doorknob talks to her. I do n't think it's that great. So borinnnnnnggg! Anyways, mommy fell asleep. She's always falling asleep, I mean all the time. All she ever does is sleep. Why ca n't she stay up for a movie for once? Oh well. At least grandma's awake in her great big chair! 
 
 I remember the Walrus and the Carpenter. I had no idea what was going on at all. All I remember was not understanding why we were suddenly watching a movie about 2 different characters who were n't a little girl. It was just stupid. Anyways, the Carpenter came out with a big plate of some goo stuff to feed to the Walrus. 
 
 As always, my sister came up with a stupid idea. She's like Tommy Pickles. I mean, she's like `` I got an idea!'' like she's the smartest person ever. She wanted to make my grandma something yummy to eat. I was tired, and just followed her to the kitchen. My sister found some saltine crackers on the top shelf of the cupboard and something that I did n't really recognize on the side of the refridgerator that I did n't recognize. I was really sleeeepy. 
 
 So, my sister put the stuff on the crackers and brought it to my grandma who was still sleeping. She nudged her, and being the polite grandmother she was she took a bite. 
 
 Things got really scary really quick. My grandma started coughing. Really loud. I did n't understand, was there something wrong with the food? It must have been really yucky and green or something because I'd never ever ever ever seen someone get so sick so suddenly. 
 
 My mommy was asleep, and we did n't know what to do to help grandma, she was coughing so loudly and it looked like she could n't breathe. I started to cry. I was so scared. I walked over to my mommy and lightly nudged her and she had this scared look on her face. I never seen anybody look so frightened. Mommy tried to help grandma, she really did. She had no idea what was going on and my sister was crying because she did n't really understand either. 
 
 I ran into the hallway crying. I was scared. Was something going to happen to my grandma? Was she going to die from eating this yucky old food???? I did n't know what to do at all! Tears ran down my face, I was told to stay out of the way while my mommy tried to help. 
 
 I ran in the kitchen to the phone and dialed a number that I was told to when scary things happen. *911* the person on the other end asked me what was wrong but I was really scared. I felt terrible, I was n't supposed to call that number ever! It was really bad, and I knew I was gon na get in a lot of trouble. 
 
 I ran and sat on the stairs thinking about how the cops were gon na come and arrest me because I called their number without any reason. I was crying and I could still hear my mom trying to help my grandma. After a while there was a knock on the door and a man in a uniform showed up. He was gon na arrest me. I knew it. 
 
 I opened the door for him and he ran in and saw my grandma choking or throwing up or something. I remember him grabbing her and trying to help her breath. It was scary. My grandma was gon na die. OH NO!!! I could n't believe it. It was all my fault. This doctor could n't help her it was too late. 
 
 A few minutes later my mommy came out and told me grandma was fine. That I was a hero! Yay! I saved the dayyyy!!! I was so happy. I went to bed feeling proud of myself. 
 
 The next day, I walked down the stairs and grandma was n't sitting in her chair. She was always in that chair. ALWAYS. I suddenly felt bad again, confused. Where did she go??? DID THOSE DOCTORS TAKE HER AWAY??? 
 
 My mommy told me grandma was take to a place called `` State College'' it sounded like some scary jail, because I remember the bad kids school my mommy used to tell me I'd go to if I was bad. OH NO! Grandma was in jail!! The cops arrested her! It was all my fault. 
 
 Turns out, she had a tracheotomy. She could no longer talk to me anymore. I missed my grandma, and all she had was a whole in her throat that was so confusing to me. From that point forward, my grandma would have fits like she had that night all the time. I was really sad, and it was scary not having my grandma around. 
 
 A few years later she died because her trachea could n't take it anymore. We went to Harrisburg so many times to visit her. Maybe a thousand or more. It was really sad. 

