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Personal Narrative : Personal Experience In My Life

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"Natalie, have you been on Facebook lately?" Jamie questioned. "No, why? What happened?" I replied. "There was an accident, and umm... Olivia umm.. She was in the accident. She umm... didn’t make it." Jamie nervously said. "What?" I broke down. "Natalie, wake up. Wake up. He's gone." My Grandma said. "Natalie, come over here and say your last goodbyes to your grandpa" My Mom said with tears in her eyes. In all of these situations I know one thing. It is that I know someone will die or died. I understand that everybody will die, but at that all of the moments it happened I wasn’t ready for this moment. The tears overwhelmed me. I cried at every moment. When I first met Olivia, it was the second day of school. I was in third grade and her sixth-grade year. I had saw her sitting at the table I usually sat at and went over to her. I sat down next to her and we started it talk. I had learned That her brother, Daniel, was in may grade and to my surprise he sat right next to me in class. the bell rang and we left for our classes. By the end of the day she and I walked home together. The next day, we talked like we did before on the second day of school, and we walked home together. It was almost like we knew each other for years. One day I especially remember is Halloween. I went over to her house and we went outside for a little bit so we could get candy, and after we went back to her house. Daniel was sitting in the living room playing some video game and we went to

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