Personal Narrative: Losing Someone Close To Me

Losing someone close to you is probably the most hurtful thing to happen. In 2004, someone precious to me was incredibly sick. Even before the sickness, she was a very strong woman who always wanted better for everyone she loved. She was one of the most inspirational and important people in my life. We had a pretty strong relationship and it grew stronger when she got sick. My first week of eighth grade turned into a rough start after the most precious person in my life, vanished before my eyes. Around summer of 2009, it was only the second day of school. It was a pretty sticky and steamy day outside. While I was getting ready for school, my mom got a call from one of my aunts. “You’re not going to school today.” my mom told me. I had a strange feeling going around my head. By the look on my mom’s worried face, I had the feeling my grandma wasn’t going to make it. My grandma was diagnosed with cancer in 2004. She was doing really well with treatment and there were rarely ever any issues with her health per-say. But in 2008, her health was slowly but unnoticeably, declining. My family and I went to my

I would always skip a few classes and not do any work. My teachers would always find anyway to get me to do my work. I would do my work at times, but it would always be incomplete. It was at the point where my parents didn’t even know what to do with me. I was on the brink of failing middle school. I came to a sudden realization. My grandma would want me doing a lot better in school than I did the year before. I knew she wouldn’t want my life going downhill because I messed around in school. So two months before the 1st semester ended, I got everything together and started doing all my work, turning in projects, and attending class everyday. Before I got myself together, I never had it in my mind that my grandma would’ve wanted better for me. She wouldn’t want anything getting in my way to