Sam+R.

 Death media type="file" key="sam4.mp3" width="240" height="20"   Death is something people think is very scary. I understand why people feel this way. Especially since many of my classmates have not experienced a loved one's death at this young age. My aunt passed away while I was still young, I barely remember her. A couple of years later my father passed away, so I still remember him very well. They were both two huge losses for me because I was very close to both of them.

Death is tough to deal with, it doesn't matter who you lose because it's always going to be hard. When I lost my aunt it was difficult because she was in the Dominican Republic visiting the family. She died of a heart attack in her sleep. She was scheduled to come back that next day. I was really looking forward to seeing her when she got home. When I found out she died I burst into tears because I realized I was never going to see her again. I was very close to her and I loved her very much. She was only 40 years old. I didnt understand why god would take someone so young but my grandmother told me she died for a reason, God would never just take someone away for no reason. To this day, I still don't know why god took my aunt away.  Dealing with my aunt's death was tough, but it was even tougher when my father passed away.My father was a great person but his mother made him smoke and drink at the age of 15. I never knew her but I will never forgive her for making my father do those drugs at that young age. My father passed away from pancreatic cancer. He had disease for 5 years before he died. I remember him telling me when he was diagnosed that he was going to be fine and that he was going to pull through. His last day on earth I spent with him in the hospital. I remember like it was yesterday he and I were doing stuff we did as if he was at home but the only thing that was different was that he couldn't talk which was very tough for me because he couldn't communicate with me. We stayed in his ICU room and played Xbox that whole day. Then he went into cardiac arrest which made me burst into tears because I knew he was too weak to pull through. When my father passed away I thought my life was over and we would end up being homeless because he brought in all the income. Going to his wake was tough but when i saw all the people there that came to help us pull through this tough time made me feel safe. The funeral was hell because everyone was crying and my mother passed out and was taken to the hospital. Going to Church that Sunday made me cry because everyone donated money to help us out in this bad time.

 Death can be a really scary thought. Nobody wants anyone to pass away. The death of my father and my aunt helped me became a stronger person. They are still in my heart and it helps me push toward my goals that I want to achieve in life. Death can teach you how to live your life,this I believe.