My Grandma Raised Me Alone After I Became an Orphan – Three Days After Her Death, I Learned She Lied to Me My Entire Life

Because the truth is simple now, even if the story isn’t:

At six, I thought I lost everything.

At 15, I thought the worst thing in the world was not having a car.

At 32, I know the truth:

My grandma lied to me my entire life.

And somehow, that lie was just another way she loved me hard enough to give me a life they couldn’t steal.

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