my+snap+shot+memory

my snapshot memory is about when i was a little girl and i lived with my grandma. so what happened was we got a call on our house phone and it was my grandpa and he said that my uncled died and my grandma stared crying and saying no how and then me and my sister ran into he living room all happy and then that ended when we saw our grandma crying then we drop every thing that we were holding and said what wrong. then she said uncle is dead then we started crying i ran outside and fell to the ground and started crying and then i saw my auntie and she said what happened then i said go inside then she did and i herd her crying and that is the first time i herd my grandma and auntie cry.