Some of these are too good or sad not to share.
It was hard for me to get over what had happened to my aunt Lila. It all started out when my mom, grandma, grandpa, and brother went to the doctor. My aunt and my cousin and I stayed home. My aunt told my cousin and I to go wake up Lila because my aunt was going to the store so Lila could watch us. So we ran up stairs to wake her up. She was laying face down on her pillow. We tried tapping her but she wouldn't wake up. Not we tried whacking her with her pillow. Finally my cousin noticed something on the pillow, a face shaped oval. We went downstairs to show my aunt. My aunt ran upstairs because we could say anything. We waited for her to come back downstairs. We slowly walked upstairs to see what had happened. The door was shut where my aunt was. I opened the door and hear my aunt crying. "What's wrong?" I asked in a scared voice. "Your aunt Lila is....dead." We started pouring with tears all day. My cousin Genny came home and heard what had happened to her mom. A week later after Christmas, we had her funeral. Over four-hundred people that were family showed up. Lila was an important member of our family.
My grandma told me a story about my aunt Lila and I want to share it. My mom, Lila, aunt Erica were playing on the stairs. They were running up and down the stairs chasing each other. My aunt Lila slipped and rolled down the stairs bumping her head on each and every bar. My grandma said, "She banged her head really hard and she had a seizure (a bruise on her brain). She didn't get a long life because she only like 29 years. She means everything to me because she gave me everything I wanted. Now she is going FOREVER. Father wanted her.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
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