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Personal Narrative: My Papa
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In my life, I have met certain people who have changed me for the better and have helped shape me into who I am today. A lot of those people have left but one that has always stood by my side and sticks out in my mind is my favorite person in the whole world, who happens to be my Papa. He has been there for me since day one, literally. He was the second person to hold me as in infant, after my mother. People like him don’t come around everyday. He is the most genuine person you will ever meet. A lot of people would speak this way about their relatives or friends but every person who my grandpa meets, leaves with a smile on their face.
My Papa has impacted my life in many ways but he is mainly the one who truly shaped me
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This was the time where my life had drastically changed. I thought that I wouldn't be seeing the person I love most in this world anymore. I still see him but I'll never be ready for the day that I won't. At first, I wasn't sure what this was but family told me that he wouldn't be able to remember certain things. I thought he would just forget where he placed his glasses, or what the date was. I soon realized that he would forget what town I lived in or where my siblings go to college or his neighbor's name. As the years went on, I found myself spending less time with him than usual. He seemed to always have doctors appointments and I was always busy with school or sports. During the summers though, I would go over once a week to mow his lawn and help him clean his house. I still do this and I am beginning to see him more frequently.
These past few years have been very difficult but we are still managing to get through this. Family and friends are always there for me and they always will be. My Papa has impacted my life in such a powerful way. He is my favorite person in the whole world, nobody compares to him. The past few years since he was diagnosed with alzheimer's has been the life changing moment in time that has shaped me into who I am today. I follow everything he has told me he has so many memorable stories that I will never forget; he has taught me everything I need to know and I could not be thankful enough for

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