My story begins in San Diego when my mom received a phone call. I watched as my mom answered "oh my gosh" she said as her eyes became misty. "What happened mom?" I really wanted to know. Walking out the room when my mom said "Sweetie, your Uncle Danny's mom has died." My heart sunk after hearing the news. My mom walked out of my room. I followed to see if she was okay it turns out that she wasn't okay. She was crying a little. Then my eyes started getting misty. My mom got on the phone and scheduled a flight to Atlanta.
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 to my stray I hardly ate anything since the only thing I could think of was my great aunt. Also another thing why I did not eat the food that the Flight attendant gave me was because the food on airplanes is always disgusting to me. My mom began to worry about me; she asked me what was wrong? I told her I can 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. We arrived at the house as we walked in the door I say my granddad laying on the bed I figured he would be doing that. We started to unpack are clothes 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 we 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 such an emotional time for everyone even I started to cry. When I saw my uncles cry it made me sad. It was hard to see people I love in so much pain. I went out of the church and saw two police officers outside waiting to drive us to the graveyard. I was amazed at how the police stopped traffic and led us to the graveyard at the same time.
At the graveyard 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 grandmother’s house. Lots 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 a 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 comeback to San Diego.
It was time to leave. We said goodbye to all of our relatives and my grandmother took us to the airport. Since coming back to San Diego all I could think about was how emotional that trip was. I learned that losing someone can affect you for a long time.
The End
4 comments:
Dante', great story, but sorry about your aunt. i loved the way you used thoughtful words. keep up the good work
Your piece is really good in how you narrate the memory to everyone.
You mad it really clear that it was a sad moment and you really talk to the reader. Your sentence structure is good. I like how you changed some of the words so they were different.
I might be more descriptive when describing moments when you were sad. And, try not to say the word sad too much. Like instead of saying I got sad and started crying, tell what the tears felt like going down your face.
But other then that, Good Job!
Your writing is very discribtive. When I read your writing it felt like I was your feeling sad.
It is really painful to lose someone that you care about. I to lost my grandpa he was the best to me.
dante, you are telling me what what happened. can you show me. i will give you an example using the beginning of your piece.
The phone rang and i watched as my mom answered. "oh my god" she said as her eyes became misty.
"what happened mom?" i really wanted to know.
Walking out of the room, staring at the ground, mom said, "sweetie, your uncle danny has died."
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