Death is a very sensitive subject to write about. People do their best to avoid writing or speaking of death. It is difficult to accept that death will be our fate one day. For my family and I, death has been close to us for a very long time. For me, I had never fully experienced death before my uncle’s abrupt death. I had lost many members of my family under natural and tragic circumstances. When my uncle was killed, I came to see how much of an impact death can have on those living.
There are memories that stay with us for as long as we live, either good or bad. The memory I am writing about is memorable for the impact it made on my family and I. My uncle meant the world to me, I truly cared for him. Ever since I was a little boy, he was there for me. Since he lived in our house, his death had a very big impact on me. You never know how much you truly miss someone until they are gone. What I intent to write about, is the day when my whole world changed. Easter Sunday, 2019, a day that will forever remain as one of the worst days of my life. I had seen him hours earlier full of life and then I see him a body bag in a hospital. This event had a profound impact on me and one I will never forget. Even now he is always in my mind and I tend to think much of what many have been had he lived.
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