Yeah, when my grandmother was sick and living with us and was brain damaged from complications from a surgery my uncle lured her into signing the house over to him so he sold it for 15,000 dollars for drug money. the house was suppose to go to me. but more than likely we were just going to sell it to pay for my grandmothers funeral. my aunt baby sat my sister when my grandmother couldn't stole money from my mom in her bedroom from my grandma's coins she use to collect. eventually everyone besides maybe my uncle jeff (a different uncle not my dad's bff) kinda refused to give my mom and i a break and allow my grandmother and my grandfather stay with them... probably the hardest time of my life. if i wasn't baby sitting my sister i was helping out my grandmother making sure she didn't fall going out to smoke, changing her diapers, making her food, and doing her laundry... i did everything except do her feeding tube at the age of 14 while my mom was at work all day... stepdad slept all day... and grandfather acting a fool and throwing a fit because he needed to do something for her... it went to me for everything. it was hard. everyone disappears and screws you over in your time of need. i have to say my teen years had to be the most emotional time of my life because of my grandmother dying.