Death In Me
In life everyone has to encounter challenges, they make us who we are and often times have say in who we will be. Life altering experiences do not have to be bad all the time it could be passing a test or receiving an award. However, for me it was death that was the life altering experience. In transition from childhood to adolescence for me the concept of death was there but not real. I know death is neither my friend nor enemy but if it has changed me for the better or worst has yet to be revealed . The journey of life through the closing of eyes is how I think of it.
Death first came to me eleven years ago on New Years Eve. I found out that my mother was dead. The way it began was too ironic, I lived with my Grandma called in a town called Varina and the family was not very close. On this day I remember getting off the school bus and seeing all the cars at the house. I was happy that not only could I come in and call my mother and tell her that I got two parts in the school......
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