Most Influential Person In My Life

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When asked to write about the most influential person in my life, my mind came up blank. My life is average. I have a normal sized family, two loving parents, and nothing extraordinary has ever happened in my life. But yet, at the same time something more than extraordinary had happened in my life.
The day was April 29, 2005. I was five years old at the time, and didn’t have a clue what was going on. I was at the hospital waiting room, along with my other siblings, Ashleigh, and Crystal. Everyone around me looked very nervous, and anxious. I didn’t know what was going on and was getting very scared by the looks on everyone’s faces. I had nothing to do but stare at the clock. I counted the seconds we were in that room, until I fell asleep. When I awoke from my nap, my mom was calling my name to get me to follow her to another room. As I walked inside I saw my sister laying down on a hospital bed,
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I feel that he would risk his life to save just about anyone. I remember one night, there was a really terrible thunderstorm. I was sleeping over at his house. The storm got so bad, we didn’t know if the trailer was going to make it. My sister and her husband woke me up, and said we were all going to sleep in the same place to be safe. As I walked into my nephew’s room to wake him up, I saw that he was covering my niece. Hovering over her to make sure nothing bad happened to her. To protect her. He would’ve risked his life to save her if it came down to that. He was only six years old at the time.
The way that he treats people; so gracious, and friendly, makes me want to be more kind to others. The way that he has patience with people, makes me want to be more understanding. He has such a pure heart, it makes every other person seem malevolent. The way he views life is so optimistic, it could make a pessimist smile. He just has a way of making everything instantly better. I want people to be able to say that about

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