Narrative: Body Paragraphs

Death of close ones

My brother Jacob passed away with half a heart. It was horrible; my dad and I believe that is why my mom divorced him, but we are not for sure. We took so many pictures of Jacob he was a cute baby. The only picture I have right now is his obituary-it’s depressing. I need to get some more from my parents. Jacob lived longer than the doctors said they guest around a month and he stayed with us for four months. He was a tough little soldier.

So I had three very close friends pass away I will talk about two now, one later. So the first friend was in his 40’s. He went in for heart surgery and something went wrong and he died of heart failure. This friend was Rocky D. Miller he was such a nice guy cared about everyone even those he didn’t know.

My next friend is Thomas C. He jumped off of a bridge thinking that there was a ledge on the other side, and there wasn’t. When I went to Cedar City for his funeral, I went to see the family and they said I was consider family they let me stay with them and I had the privilege of joining the family prayer. I feel/felt so bad because the last thing I remember ever telling him is “you should learn how to treat a friend”. I was not the kind of friend he deserved.

My grandmother passed away of old age. She was a good lady I went to visit her every chance I had gotten. She worked so hard to get her family the necessities and then some. She very a fun lady who loved everyone, and she would have helped a complete stranger. She always believed if she had to get something done she had to do it herself. She was a very strong woman. I love and miss her so much I one time spent a full summer with her which is what I think created such a good bond between her and I.

Next would be a very close friend though I had only known him for about 2 years he was practically considered family to me. His name was Adam. He worked at the group home but to him it was more than just a job. He cared for everyone he worked with. We were practically family to him. I may not have been the nicest but Adam didn’t care. He was never rude or mean to anyone. I really cared for Adam and will always miss him.

Not even 4 days after Adam’s death a lady who I called Grandma McCarry passed away of cancer. Though she was not family she might as well have been. Her house was a place I could go to just to get away from the world. She would share everything of hers with me. Though I didn’t spend the last few years of her life with her I still cared for her just the same.


James