Personal Narrative: My Aunt Luz Maria Arias

It was a calm crepuscular night, as the moon shined over the dark gray clouds. While it was raining cats and dogs, my world unexpectedly came to a complete stop and suddenly I lost one of the greatest individuals in my life. It felt as if I was stabbed in the heart with a polished knife and the pain would only get sharper as minutes went by. I tried my hardest to break away from this heart shattering moment by cracking a dazzling smile, but the thought never seemed to walk away from my busy mind. The world always seems to stop rotating when you are told catastrophic news. It gives you an indescribable feeling that never in a billion years you would think you’ll feel. You feel as if what you’ve been told is only a dream, unfortunately you snap

She had three daughters, one being an eight year old and the others being teenagers. She also had two sons who were also teenagers. She was a beautiful young woman with a voluptuous, hourglass figured body. She was hard working and had an amazing personality that she would often put others before herself. My admirable, short mother would always tell me that my aunt Luz, whom was her sister, was always in a cheerful mood that would brighten anyone’s day and that I reminded her of her sister because of our cheesy smiles. My aunt was the youngest of eight kids so she had a great childhood where she was the baby and she was the one who was put the most attention on. When my aunt hit the age of eighteen she married this caring, tall, handsome, charming guy at this elegant church in Ixtlan Del Rio Nayarit, Mexico. The colorful lights on the dance floor, the music blasting at full volume causing ears to vibrate and all the good vibes around was a great sign that this was one of those nights to always cherish. Her husband gave a great first impression to my grandparents and all the other Arias family members that instantly made them believe that he was the perfect one for my

The skies were cloudy and rain was drumming on my window as I rested my head against my fluffy, comfortable pillow. All of a sudden, the phone rang. The sound echoed through the hallways. Millions of negative thoughts instantly ran through my mind, I was scared to answer the phone because I knew it was something dreadful. Suddenly I hear my dad run towards the phone as if he was running a marathon, crashing into the walls trying to answer the call before they hanged up. He picked up the phone just in time and immediately I heard him call my mom into the living room. Just a quick second passed and I instantaneously heard my mother burst into tears. She was gone. Who would’ve known that after a week of being diagnosed with cancer she’ll suddenly leave that fast? I broke down as I hugged my mom tightly, trying my hardest to comfort her although I knew that her heart was shattered. We all couldn’t understand why she was gone at such a young age. I remember asking myself how could a person who had done so many good things in her life leave in such a painful manner. My aunt’s life has been an incredible journey which had came to an end. The end being that she was no longer here, and never to be seen again. Cancer took her from us, took over her body, and took her as a whole in one painful sweep. I was still in complete shock and disbelief not so sure on how to pour out my pain. It’s crazy to think that I had just talked to