Personal Narrative: How Death Has Changed My Life

When I was a wee laddy I loved soccer more than anything in the world. Well to be honest I could care less about soccer I just loved talking with my best friend who would always be on the same team as me. I was actually quite afraid of the ball, at least that’s what my parents told I can’t remember I was only 3. I would up until about U6 just run away from the big crowd of kids trying to kick the ball and talk with the goalie or my friend. And this day, I still remember quite fondly, was the best day of my soccer career (so far). I had gotten a ball passed to me and I did the perfect pass up to another team mate of mine. I took a risk and it paid off, the whole crowd in both sides started cheering for me and ever since I’ve loved and gotten

There are things far worse than difficulties in sports, what I’m trying to imply is death. Death has come and gone through my life rarely occurring directly to me. Of course I’ve had a few great aunts and uncles pass away in my time and I feel that has affected me in an emotional way but hasn’t really touched me like someone closer to me that I could really understand. There are however a few times death has struck me in the heart, when my first dog Cleo died it was a strange and not to be forgotten time. I was only 10 at the time and it was weird to see someone who had been suffering for about a year slowly die right in front of your eyes. It was a change for the whole family and I didn’t realize until after she had passed that I had missed out on a spectacular friendship. At this time Cleo was 14 and I still had another dog who was 12. It was probably hardest on my second dog Maddie who had grown up beside Cleo ever since she was a pup. Now she was alone and became very secluded in the house and to people she used to always be friendly to. About a year passed and I started realizing that Maddie was getting to about the same age as Cleo, I began hanging out with Maddie a lot more and became very attached to her. But it wasn’t long until she started showing the same signs that Cleo had. I had already overcome the death of Cleo and I promised myself I would never cry for a lost soul again. The time

I hope I have brought to your attention the fact that while overcoming obstacle feel great and evolve’s someone as a person there are still things in life that are made to be insurmountable and will really distinguish someone as person from everybody else. If I ever overcome all of my fears in life I wonder how different my life will be and how it will change my views in sports and death. My life has changed tremendously and after all of this I wonder how has yours. After learning my life experiences through this essay I ask you to check yourself and really see what you have completed in life and how you have derived to become a better you through overcoming and also undermining your life 's