Personal Narrative

I sit down beside him, trying to comfort my sobbing friend. Tears stream down his face. HIs body shakes with pure agony. “I’ve never seen him cry”, I think to myself. I try an tell him everything will be okay, and that things will get better. I take a look around the loft apartment. I look at all the artwork, and pictures of us. One in particular catches my eye. It was last summer in Point Pleasant, New Jersey. This was our first time there. I remember walking around the boardwalk with him and the rest of our friends at night. One night there were fireworks, we all snuggled up under this entire blanket. The picture was from that night, when we were all around underneath the blanket. I place the picture in front of him, hoping it would bring

I wonder why he doesn’t move when I speak to him,or why he doesn't acknowledge me when I put my arms around him. I start to wonder why the picture frame never moved. The world around me starts to spin. I yell out to see if Lucy, his dog, would move. She doesn’t. And then it happened. The yelling, the bright lights, the clash and clang of metal against pavement. Everything came rushing back to me, like tsunami. I remember now. I remember lying on my back, with the cold winter air surrounding me, I remember hearing people around me yelling, and sirens blaring in my ears. I remember I could see the snow start to fall ontop of me and the trees above me begin to sway with each gust of wind. I remember seeing the full moon and the billions of stars, which was strange since it was snowing. I remember dying. What I couldn’t see was in inevitable bright light. It all just went dark, and then I was

You were my world, my rock, and my soul. You made everyone around you smile, especially me. I never understood how you could be so amazing. I fell in love with your smile, your laugh, your frown when you got mad. I fell in love with all of you. Every time I saw you my heart skipped three beats, my palms would get sweaty, and it felt like my tongue swelled eighteen sizes. I remember Point Pleasant. I think about it all the time, I think about how we were cuddled up together under that blanket watching the fireworks explode in the sky. I remember looking over at your face and admiring just how beautiful you were. I could see every smile line on your cheeks and the one dimple you had on your left cheek. I had never seen you smile so big. It was the simple things that made you smile. You were my fireworks. You made my heart explode into millions of flames every time you walked into a room. You were my everything, my world, my rock, and my soul. But, now you’re gone and there is no way of telling you this now. I will always remember and cherish that you were my first true love, I will always remember that cute little dimple on your left cheek, I will always remember you. Rest in peace Julia, I love