Rough Draft #1

Once, I was at my house enjoying a nice day until the phone rang and my mom came rushing in saying my great aunt Mildred died in Georgia. My heart sunk after hearing the news, the interesting part was I hardly even new her. Then I could hear my mom sounding really sad. I felt horrible like the time I struck out swinging twice. My mom scheduled a flight to Atlanta Georgia for both of us.

Next thing I knew we were on Delta airlines going to Atlanta for a funeral. The flight was smooth and long. The flight attendant served food on the flight. My mom passed the food on to my tray I hardly ate anything since the only thing I could think of was my great aunt. My mom began to worry about me; she asked me what was wrong? I told her I could not believe my great aunt had passed away. I was still shocked that she was dead.

The pilot announced over the loud speaker that we were about to land in Atlanta. I suddenly
felt relieved to be in Georgia. After landing we called my grandmother to pick us up from the
airport. My grandmother picked us up and on the way to her house, my mom announced we
would need to get ready for the funeral. I had been to many funerals, some were older people
and some were too young to die.

For the next couple of days everyone was very emotional. My uncles were very sad that their mom was gone. A few days went by and were finally going to the funeral. When we arrived at the church we saw my uncle Danny in a limo with relatives there to support him. While at the church we went to the front to say our goodbyes to my deceased aunt. It felt very
heart breaking for me. it was a very emotional time for everyone even I started to cry. When I
saw my uncle's cry it made me sad. It was hard tosee people I love in so much pain. I went out of the church and saw to police officers outside waiting to drive us to the graveyard. I was amazed at how the police stopped traffic and led us to the grave yard at the same time.

At the grave yard we met a man that gave us flowers to put on her casket. When the casket was lowered we all got great grief because it was really the last time we would see her. After the funeral we went back to my grandmothers house. Lot's of people came to pay their respects. Everyone chipped in and brought food. it seems to help make us feel better. We stayed in Atlanta few days and we were able to visit some of our other family members. My mom and I got all of our stuff ready so we could come back to SanDiego.

It was time to leave. We said good bye toall of our relatives and my grandmother took us to the airport. Since coming back to SanDiego all I could think about was how emotional that trip was. I learned that losing some one affected me for along time.

The End