Memory Essay

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It was August 14, 2012, the weather was alright, but it was a little cloudy. My whole family, except my brother, and I was standing in the Hamilton Hospital Room that my grandfather was in. Every single person in there was crying, telling him their good-byes, and some left. The few of us that were left there were standing all around his bed crying. We didn’t want him to go, but it was better for him if he did. Amanda and I left to go to the school really quick to get my laptop, and as Mrs. Crocker and I were setting up my laptop, my mom calls me and she says,” I just wanted to let you know that Papa just died a few minutes ago at 5:27. I love you, I will see you when you get here bye.” I stood there with a sad and teary face. I shut down my laptop and Amanda and I left back to the hospital and cried. About four days later, all of us went to Lunns Funeral Home to watch a slide show over my Papa, and listen to Brother Andy talk about him. There was so many people there to watch it that not everyone would fit into the building. People were all over the place, sitting in the aisles, standing beside the aisles, standing in the back of the room, and sitting inside the waiting room. There was a bunch of laughter, crying, and people trying to cheer up others. After the slideshow everyone clapped, and basically gave him a standing ovation. About 5 to 10 minutes after the slideshow ended my Dad, Raul, Blanco, Michael, Brandon and Brock had went and got my Papa, which is in his casket, and put him on the back of the row back (long bed recker). My dad, mom, and myself got inside the row back and started it, but before we started down the road I asked my dad if we could turn the lights on and he said yes. So as we were driving to the ceme... ... middle of paper ... ...red me. So later that day she was saying that she was going to Wichita, I asked if I could go with her and she let me… Later that night the both of us cried and apologized to each other… Neither one of us will for get it, but it was the saddest thing… The both of us kept on saying that we were sorry, and this went on for a while up until Christmas Eve. The whole family started cooking the food that they were going to take over to my grandmother’s house. Everyone was there, but it was really awkward because of what had happened, also it wasn’t the same because my papa wasn’t there. By the end of the day everyone was still sad, but the family was closer than before… We all are very close still, it makes me happy that we all overcame all of this. So to this day, I keep my mouth shut and don’t say anything to anyone that I think will start something between everyone.

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