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Narrative essay
Bang! I heard a loud noise from upstaors that late afternoon in march. I was 11 years old at the time and had just came from the boys and girls club with my cousins and all we could hear was noise if things being thrown around from the room up above us. We all grabbed a knife from the kithcen drawer and creeped slowly up the 12 steps of the apartment. Ince we reached the top all we foound was my mommy in tears just destroying her room. Everyone looked at each other in shock because this was the first time we had ever seen my mother cry. When she finally looked up and noticed us standing in the door way she said “ Girls go have a seat on Zi bed I have something very important to tell you all.
I woke up earlier than normal the next morning and saw my grandma sitting in the chair across the room. She ushered me over and said in that sweet, gentle, grandma voice "Jon....your dad....he had a heart attack at work last night. He and your mom are in the hospital now..." I froze for about a minute...then I burst away bawling, and running to my room. I held myself tightly to a stuffed animal he gave me a cried and cried and cried. Thinking how the last thing I told him was "yeah right" and then cried more. Later my grandma came in and told me that later that day we would be able to go see him. So I went out and sat with my two brothers. We hugged and tried to reassure each other “he was always tough, he can make it out of this" but no one felt any better. We paced, we’d fake a smile at each other, and even tried cleaning the house to pass time. Finally we went and saw him.
I saw him hooked up to all the machines and just lost it. The toughest man I’ve ever known, Mr. ex-Marine hardass, was laying helpless on the bed. He had even broken both the equipment and a tooth trying to get un-hooked. I ran to my mom and started crying. We sat around for a while and eventually I had to go home.
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