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She looks at me over her spectacles Wondering what I am going to say. Megaphone is needed since she can't hear. She is always asking, "What did you say?" Embarrassed to take her out anyplace always hungry spilling food on her clothes. Frequently subconscious thoughts are out loud Never afraid to bluntly speak her mind. She walks and stumbles like she has had one too many cinnamon whisky eggnogs. Very trusting person that loves people, tries not to see the bad in anyone. In her younger years worked with young children with spellbinding, fun, safe environment. Now, terrified to go out anywhere, says there's to many crazed drivers out there. Her goal is to improve her writing skills, be more social outgoing with new groups. Loves to write true nature, nursery rhymes, and mournful poetry since her losses.