I was born to my mother as an only child. We were raised together with an older woman and child. My mother passed away and so did hers. Then she grew up and had a family of her own. Then more children came along from those children. One day we attended her funeral and she was in a casket. The kids took me home and I watched as they all got older and even more kids came along and more funerals. I’m not sure why I’m still here.