Personal Narrative-Related Deaths

He made it and it took some pain away, and i thought maybe i would feel way better knowing he's alive. As time went by i felt like i was going to drop out, but i had people here at phoenix who actually cared and got me some help. What haunts me now is losing my grandfather that year because the day before he passed, i was at the hospital visiting him, and he was so well and he was ready to get up and leave back home. The hospital told us he just needed to stay for one more day, and i had to go to school that morning, so i told him i would see him later that

Reaching across the center console of my car, I imagined the commute that I had into school. My 1992 Jeep Cherokee courageously braved the snowstorm of the year, with only one functional windshield wiper and a forlorn four wheel drive system. As I turned onto the Merritt Parkway, a Honda Civic swerved past me and proceeded to weave in and out of the afternoon traffic. Fast-forward sixty seconds and that Honda was now engulfed by the powder white trees which bound the highway. Instinctively, I pulled up behind the crash site, dialing 911 as I ran over to the mangled wreck. I peered into the car, my pupils the size of marbles, and the driver seemed uninjured; regardless, I proceeded to reassure the driver that Emergency Medical Technician’s/Paramedic’s

lethal drug overdoses in 2014. Of those deaths, a whopping 18,893 overdose deaths were related to prescription pain relievers. In 25 years, the opiate death rate has quadrupled. The

Cozy coffee shops, warm summers, friendly hugs…1.2.3. Disastrous events occur all the time. We are always aware that someone, somewhere in the world, is hurtling forwards into tragedy. Tragic endings leave behind unanswered questions, unfulfilled dreams, unspoken thoughts. Those who love you are left behind, in the dust of your

of the bathroom I was still crying, one teacher saw me and just laughed. I don't know what my mom did

I think the one thing that I really learned is that not everyone sticks around. I thought going into high school that i’d have the same friends the entire time, that these were my best friends; again, I was wrong. Some of my friends moved away, others we grew apart, and a couple are still around. My best friend of nine years moved away last year and that was kinda difficult, but she still makes time when she can. The people that I grew apart from ended up going down a path that I didn’t want to be apart of. Losing people can be pretty difficult, but I learned that the only person that is truly there for me, is me.

Since this was the first day after a three day weekend, which cancelled one of our class sessions, we started the class with a review of the last week and how the course would work out. Also, to make the roll call a little more fun, we had to say what kind of food we would bring to a deserted island. For me, I said I would bring my mother’s own version of a “Frikandelle” which is a shredded turkey patty and no one apparently knew what I was talking about. Everyone mostly chose common recipes like pizza and burgers but, after having those things daily for the last three months (excluding winter break), I know I would be better off with something closer to home. After that, we did our daily exercise of rolling our bodies to our hips and lifting our arms to stretch our body.

I was about six years old, in Cancun, Mexico for Spring Break in the Month of March. My family and I were staying at a huge resort filled with many fun things to do.We had been waiting for this family trip for months; I was excited to get out of

Who Knew Death Could Change So Many Things? The remorse grey morning awaited. I never knew one person could have such an impact on my life, as well as everyone else’s lives. I always thought everything was just a beautiful fantasy land where everything was perfect. Waterfall coming out of everyone's eyes filled my imagination of what one man can do to a crowd. I asked myself one question, “Why him, why does it have to be him”. The emotions, pouring out of meand I knew the fall of 2006 was gonna be bad.

his family members and most of my moms. JJ was there and my girlfriend was there to for me to support me. Everybody loved my dad he was a special person to me and to everybody he touched. After the funeral i felt drained and in my mind i knew i woild have to step up and be a man to my family and to become a man. My mom was still a peidiatrician at peidmont and she still gets a lot of money for her job and we still can do all the stuff that we used to but the time part is going to be a problem so i am going to have to ride home with JJ after practice. The high school still needs to find a new head coach for the team ASAP and we need a new head coach for our AAU team. I go to basketball training that northgate has called summer league and meet

Sounds like a plan. Yes, this is a new homicide. Crime was committed when he was 17 and he turned 18 in May.

I’ve always wondered what death feels like, finally coming to the point in your life where everything stops. Is it just a sudden silence? What does death taste like, what does it look like? People say that you can have a near-death experience, but I sure as hell haven’t ever had one. None of that “Life flashes before your eyes” B.S. I mean sure, I’ve had a few bumps and bruises, and a couple times I’ve come home anything but sober. I’ve never really come close to dying or death in general, well not until that day in the woods.

STRANGER Where were you? DYLAN I don’t remember. STRANGER Really? That sounds like Dissociative amnesia. DYLAN You sound like a doctor. You know, my dad was a doctor. STRANGER He was? Did he change jobs? DYLAN No. He died when I was five, I think in a car crash. I don’t remember much of him, but I remember his bright smile and him chasing me around the yard when we played. He was so amazing!I know mom misses him too. With all the things that have happened with me lately, it’s been super hard without my dad.

Everyone had wonderful things to say, but they all seemed empty, superficial. No one wanted to mention that we would never get to see him grow into the chubby toddler he could have been, or see his first steps. He would never get a first love, or a last. I felt my heart tighten in my chest as I looked upon him. My sister grabbed my hand then, and squeezed it. I felt my eyes water and threaten to flow over with tears. I promised myself I would not cry, that I would eventually see him again. I guess that is the error of humanity though, to only comprehend the immediate pain, if we ever do at

My cousin, Richard, was such an inspiration to my two brothers and me. I looked up to him for everything. He was an amazing athlete who would never give up on or off the baseball field. I never knew how fast something could be taken away until January 12. I thought the world was just simply punishing me, but then I realized that I couldn’t control what happened even if I wanted to.