I had spent what felt like an eternity in the hospital. Each day was the same; I would wake up, go to the hospital, pray for my grandma to get better, go home and repeat. Me and my grandma’s favorite dessert was chocolate lava cake. One day, the only day my mom didn’t take me to the hospital with her, I got lava cake for dessert. But that night, just as I finished the last bite of cake, my mom called– ¨Grandma Debbie has passed.¨ Now, lava cake and prayers are two things I no longer believe in.
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Isabella Maldonado, Opinion Editor
Isabella is going into her junior year and her 4th semester in journalism. This year she is an opinion editor for The Communicator. She loves the law side of journalism and that is what really inspires her. Outside of room 301 she loves baking banana bread and hanging out with her friends. She is so excited for this year in journalism!