Essay On Personal Narrative: A Day After Halloween

Personal Narrative

The day right after Halloween, of the year of 2014, was the day of my Uncle’s, Pollo’s funeral. It has been 2 weeks since he died in a hospital. Here is an excerpt from a daily action news, “A Red Bluff man who was beaten unconscious last week has died from his injuries officials announced Monday.Red Bluff Police were called to fight in progress on the 700 block of South Jackson Street just after 5 p.m. Wednesday. When officers arrived found 33-year-old Rogelio McDarment lying in the road near an apartment complex. McDarment was taken to Mercy Medical center where he died Saturday. Working with a vehicle description and witness descriptions, investigators identified Joseph Michael
But then one of my Mom’s cousins and her friend came to see Tio Pollo. We didn’t let them but then we finally decided to let her and her friend see Pollo for only a couple of minutes. They both smelled like drugs but trying to cover it with perfume which made it smell even worse, but worse than that they both even pretended to be crying. That made me mad. After they saw him we took everything everyone brought and what the church made and gave us and we went to Luigi's by Foodmaxx and ordered 4 large pizzas 2 pepperoni and 2 cheese pizzas. We all ate and drank enjoying the rest of the evening. The food there was delicious. Most of us went to the arcade room to play games, my brothers and sisters won toys and so did I. It then started to rain and lightning flashing. It meant that Tio Pollo had crossed through the gates of heaven and then we got our stuff and went home. It was a sad and happy day. From that day on I knew I had to move on with my life. My whole family were all sad about what happened to him. Maybe God and Abuela needed him up in heaven or maybe it was just his time to go . And below is a picture of my uncle on the left and on the right the is a picture of his