I was around the age of ten when this earliest memory had happened. At the end of fifth grade only two more months left of fifth grade. I was about to go into the sixth grade at pierce middle school. I remember this weekend quiet clearly. It was the weekend of Easter 1994. This weekend would completely change my life forever. I remember my mom coming home from work, picking us up from the daycare on Friday. My mom seemed to be calm and acted like nothing had happened. She said she had a surprise for us, and we would be going to visit our cousins along with staying with them for the weekend. She had told us that there were a few things she needed to take care of. We didn’t know much and didn’t seem to think anything of it. My cousin made the …show more content…
My mom didn’t seem to be sad or anything. We didn’t ask any questions except when she would be home. She said she should be home in the next few days. Sunday comes, and we all spent Easter together, including more family coming over. I remember getting mad at my cousin for hiding my Easter basket in the hardest spot ever, outside in the bush to be exact. The day had come to an end, we had finished our dinner it was a great Easter. Everyone went home except for us my mom said she had to go do one more thing, and she would be back tomorrow. Monday came, it was around 530 we all sat down to eat dinner. She said she had something she had to tell us. It was something she thought she would never have to tell us in a million years. Your dad was in a bad car accident and we don’t think he’s going to make it. We asked if we could go to the hospital to see him, but she thought it wasn’t a good idea for us to see him like that. A couple more days go by with my mom visiting the hospital and us staying with my cousin. The phone rings and my cousin answers the call she wanted us to know that she loved us very much, and she would be home soon. Although, my cousin already knew the news she was about to tell
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Before, I could even take note, it was already October. It was time for me to pack everything in my room, and say my final goodbyes to my family members. I was going to leave everything that meant a lot to me behind. Previously, before October, we picked up my dad from the airport so that he could help us load all of our belongings to the U-Haul truck. Lily, ‘my cousin’, (we aren’t related, she is just a very close friend who I consider family) was staying with use because she want to see her father, who was also living in Denver. My mom and dad, sister, uncle, cousin, and I all stayed at the house one last night. I remember that my sister said that all her friends gathered around my mom’s car to wave goodbye to her. Her closest friends got very emotional and they started to cry. Not only did the move affect me, it also affected my sister greatly. It was like someone had given her a punch in the stomach. By the next day, we had everything in the U-Haul truck, and it was time for me to leave my precious Vegas behind. We had now started the drive to
When I walked inside the front door something didn’t seem right. The feeling of sorrow overwhelmed the house. It was so thick I could literally feel it in the air. Everyone was motionless. They were sulking;I was befuddled. The most energetic people in the world, doing absolutely nothing. I repeatedly asked them what was wrong. After an hour or so, my dad pulled me aside. He said that my Aunt Feli had passed away last night. My mind went for a loop, I was so confused. I thought that he was joking, so I replied “You’re lying, don’t mess with me like that.” and punched his shoulder softly while I chuckled. My dad quickly started tearing up and said, “There...
It was the last Saturday in December of 1997. My brother, sister, and I were chasing after each other throughout the house. As we were running, our parents told us to come and sit down in the living room. They had to tell us something. So, we all went down stairs wondering what was going on. Once we all got down stairs, the three of us got onto the couch. Then, my mom said, “ Well…”
I know she heard us but she never opened her eyes again until that last moment, she opened her eyes one last night and my grandma told my great grandma “it’s okay mama go ahead daddy’s waiting for you I love you” that was when she took her last breath. It was July 29th around 3am when my dad came in my room and told me “Haley I’m going to the hospital grandma is gone.” At first I just said okay I was in a dead sleep so I didn’t comprehend it in that exact moment. A few minutes later I got out of bed I heard my brother pull in the drive way he left work early to come home and he and I sat and looked though pictures together shedding tears and laughing and asking each other if we remembered this. We all went up my great grandma’s house where all the family gathered about an hour and a half later. Even then I was fine it wasn’t until my grandma walked in the door which is my great grandmas daughter as soon as she did she just sat in my great grandmas’ chair and stated sobbing and that’s when it hit me that she was really gone this wasn’t just some dream it was real. I could taste salt from my tears running down my face into my mouth. After that it was all a complete
On that fateful day in March, I was a couple months shy of my third birthday. My family and I lived in New Mexico at the time and were renting a house with an outdoor in-ground pool. The day was beautiful. I was outside with my oldest sister Rachel and my father. Rachel was diligently reading curled up on a bench that sat against the house, and my father was mowing the backyard. My mother and my other sister were in the house. Off to one side of the house there was a group of large bushes. I was playing over there with one of her large cooking pots, off in my own little world. At one point while amusing and en...
I thought back to when it was a beautiful day and I was right back at my sister's Soccer game, now why am I in the hospital? It was a bright sunny day, The flowers were blooming, Birds are singing however I am stuck in the car on my way to my sister's soccer game. Man does that stink, I didn’t even have a choice to begin with! So this is how it went down, “ Adam you need to go to kate's soccer game,” Mom yelled from her dressing room.
As I have grow into an upperclassmen, difficult situations have often arrived. I have met new people, gained stronger relationships with people I have known for years, and I have started to go out more. Well, these things came into play all in one night a few months ago. One day, I went with my friend “Becky” and her group of friends (a name I will use for the sake of telling this story) to a funeral to support her. After we came from the funeral and went out to eat they were all discussing having a sleepover.
Staring out the window of the airplane, part of me hoped that somehow things would all work out. The other part of me knew that recovering from something like this would be very unlikely. This was not the first time I had visited the busy historical city of Newcastle-upon-Tyne, England, but this trip will stay in my heart forever. I learnt that nobody lives forever and we have to appreciate the people we love while we have them. Early October of 2011, at the inexperienced age of 13, I faced the cruel reality that is death. Devastation, confusion, and frustration consumed my thoughts. My whole world had been turned upside down, let me explain.
I don’t like moving, well I like it but I don’t. I don’t like how people are in your house for at least a day and then you have to stay in your house with no furniture. However I like going to new places though. This was our 3rd move, and wasn’t going to be our last. Every time we move I feel like something has changed inside me, I feel like someone completely different.
It was supposed to be a visit for Easter to come see my mom’s family which we were close to because some of my family like grandpa and grandma all use to live in Craig too. We came here for Easter since my mom wanted to spend it with family. At this time my mom found out she had cancer and she was really sick and she had family in Craig but not like her mom and dad. When we came we stayed at my grandpas and grandma’s house. Every time we woke up there was breakfast also with lunch and dinner so I was enjoying this they also had a house full of snacks. It was a fun time being here with my family but it was time to go back to Craig which it was a hard time for my mom because she loved being with her parents. On the way back we hit Thermopolis and was heading into the canyon my mom broke down and started crying saying she wanted to move here also my older sister wanted to also my stepdad didn’t really care what we did but it was knew to him because he grew up in Colorado in Craig. It was me and my other sister that didn’t want to move here because we had all are friends and stuff up in Craig and it was going to be weird starting with new people and having new friends like we were scared to start all over again. We had friends in Colorado out all of our stuff in storage so next time we went up there we could get it and haul it all back to Wyoming. After all
February twenty-third 2010 was just a regular ordinary day. I was on my way to class on this cold February afternoon, when my phone rung. It was my cousin on the other end telling me to call my mom. I could not figure out what was wrong, so I quickly said okay and I hung up and called my mom. When my mom answered the phone I told her the message but I said I do not know what is wrong. My mom was at work and could not call right away, so I took the effort to call my cousin back to see what was going on. She told me that our uncle was in the hospital and that it did not look good. Starting to tear up I pull over in a fast food restaurant parking lot to listen to more to what my cousin had to say. She then tells me to tell my mom to get to the hospital as quickly as possible as if it may be the last time to see her older brother. My mom finally calls me back and when I tell her the news, she quickly leaves work. That after-noon I lost my Uncle.
As I walked to the living room, I heard my mom sobbing. She was wiping the tears with her sleeve, avoiding any type of contact with me. It bothers me to see my mom like this, so I sat down next to her and began to talk.
It was Friday night, I took a shower, and one of my aunts came into the bathroom and told me that my dad was sick but he was going to be ok. She told me that so I did not worry. I finished taking a bath, and I immediately went to my daddy’s house to see what was going on. My dad was throwing-up blood, and he could not breath very well. One of my aunts cried and prayed at the same time. I felt worried because she only does that when something bad is going to happen. More people were trying to help my dad until the doctor came. Everybody cried, and I was confused because I thought it was just a stomachache. I asked one of my older brothers if my dad was going to be ok, but he did not answer my question and push me away. My body shock to see him dying, and I took his hand and told him not to give up. The only thing that I heard from him was, “Daughters go to auntie...
There is nothing quite like traveling, going someplace new and finding out more about the world and yourself. Anyone can become a traveler it just takes a little bit of faith and courage. Traveling across the world or even across the country is a learning experience. When you are a traveler you see how people live and how different cultures work. It is the best educational experience you could give yourself. You see how the world works in a way no one can teach you. Seeing different cultures and people help build the person you want to be. If you are a traveler the world influences you, because when traveling, you see the good and the bad, and you learn from the right and the wrong. I am very lucky that I am able to be a traveler and see this