Prompt 7

I don't exactly remember my old babysitter. She used to take care of me and my little brother up until my little sister's birth and all I really remember is how I used to play with her.  She would make me mac and cheese and every time, like without fail, before she left I would ask her for a peppermint and she had one which she gave me. The sad thing is however, my family lost touch with her after we moved and I almost completely forgot about her. I only remembered when my mom found out about her death in a newspaper she saw while out shopping.

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