The first time I ever went to Grey Gardens in Ontario, I was in my late teens, a new kid in a new town.
I had just returned from the US where I was studying, and had been living in Toronto for a while.
My parents lived in the house, so my siblings and I were living with my parents for a couple of months, and we had been getting to know each other.
As my parents grew older, I began to see them as older, more serious people who were also trying to raise us as adults.
But we were always good friends.
We had always shared the same interests and values, and there was a lot of fun around.
We were just friends.
The first thing we did when we got home from the hotel was get some coffee.
My mom had just bought some cookies for us.
And we all sat down to eat them.
Then the food started to run out, and I started crying.
My dad and I went to my room, and my mom was crying, too.
So we decided to go and get some water.
The coffee had been boiling for like 20 minutes, and the cookies had been cooking all day.
It was pretty hard to stay calm, so we decided that we would make a small snack to get me through the day.
I was sitting in my bed when my mom came out, so she grabbed me and hugged me.
I told her I wanted to go see my dad.
I didn’t know what was happening.
I thought it was her way of telling me she loved me, and that she was happy I was alive.
But it was really hard to say goodbye, because I was very emotional.
She started crying again, and then she said, “Don’t be afraid, my baby.
We are so lucky.”
And I said, okay, thank you, Mom.
I remember thinking that if I had any feelings, they were very positive.
My father was a great man, and his family was really supportive, and he always gave me the best advice.
I think my mom and dad loved me very much, and they were just trying to give me the support and love that they could.
But that didn’t last long.
They started getting very upset.
I wasn’t used to people who really loved me crying.
It just made me feel very upset, and it made my dad really upset.
But my mom got so upset, that she grabbed my hand and put it under my arm, and she said that she loved my dad and that they needed me to come home.
That’s when I said goodbye to them, and to my mom.
That night, they drove me to my dad’s house.
I got in my car and went out into the driveway, and started crying, and crying again.
I just remember the cold feeling on my palms.
I said I love you, and hugged my dad again.
And I kissed him and hugged him.
And then I got out of the car, and told my mom, and said, I love her, and you’ve got to love me.
She looked at me and said no, you don’t, and didn’t say anything.
I kept crying, thinking, What am I doing?
And that’s when my dad went out to his car, put his keys in the ignition, and left the house.
That was it.
He had no idea.
I don’t know if I was scared or something, but I wasn- my dad just didn’t really understand.
And he never came back.
My mother, who had been crying with me, came home and started calling the police.
She called my parents and said that they couldn’t find me.
That she’d called the police, but that my dad hadn’t shown up.
My family was pretty devastated.
I mean, it was a complete shock to me.
The police didn’t even know what to do.
They said, well, you’re probably not supposed to be in a house with a dog, and so they went to look at the house and find out where the dog lived.
And there was nothing.
And my dad came home to find me sitting there with my hair all messed up.
It looked like someone had tried to take off my clothes.
He said, my dog is not in the yard.
I couldn’t breathe.
I can’t see my dog.
It’s so hard to believe that I am going to be this long without him.
That day, I felt like I didn, like I was going to die.
But, luckily, I didn and it didn’t.
My other parents, who were working at Grey Gardens, told me later that they felt terrible.
But they weren’t the only ones.
When my parents returned home, they had been in shock.
They didn’t understand what happened.
They just thought that I had left them.
And they were relieved that they didn’t have to deal with it themselves.
But I felt so guilty that I couldn, that I was