Personal Narrative: The Day My Grandma Got Diagnosed With Breast Cancer

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Personal Essay February 25, 2015 was the day my grandma got diagnosed with Breast Cancer. From the day I took my first breath to the day she took her last, she has inspired me and shaped me to be the person I am today. She is the sweetest person anybody would ever meet, she was so strong and never let anything or anybody bring her down. She never talked negative about other people and always said that family and friends come first in life because they will be the people you can trust. She always wanted to see her grandkids play sports and go shopping with her daughter and granddaughter. She never gave up on on people or herself. She could always make a new friend by just saying hi to somebody in line. She was my influence because she was the strongest person that anybody will ever met. She …show more content…

She always insisted on helping people of any age. If people asked to donate money to an orphanage or children's hospital she would always say yes. She always donated her clothes to the thrift shop for people that were less fortunate and needed the clothes. My grandma always told me that you will shine more when giving and helping people more than you will being on a famous sports team. That has taught me that helping somebody is helping yourself, it make you feel better inside because you know that you just helped somebody that needed it. One day me and my mom were walking into the grocery store when an elderly lady came out and drop her receipt a lot people walked right past her even though she had a walker and couldn’t pick it up, I walked up to her even though she didn’t ask for help and picked up her receipt and gave it to her. She looked at me and said “ this world needs more people in it like you.” she thank you with a big simile on her face and walked away. This is still with me today and will be with me throughout the years that are coming that helping somebody is actually helping

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