Personal Narrative Essay On Lung Cancer

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Have you ever lost somebody who you loved? Well my heart was in two when I found out my grandma had lung cancer. First of all it was in Colorado during the fall, winter, and spring. The view was really sad when I saw my grandma at her worst. First of all they had to live in an apartment because when they were on vacation there house caught on fire. When I went to the apartment she had no hair it was shocking to see her without hair.
I Asked her “ Grandma Diane how are you feeling?”
She gracefully spoke “ I’m not feeling so good!”
At that point she did not have long left. I expressly know when she could not even to the couch from her bed that was about 15 feet away. It was so sad that I cried all the time.
Secondly she was a great woman who helped others before herself, like going to homeless shelters and made food for others who were homeless. And trying to give her family everything that she had.
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At one point she was put in a hospital where she could rest.
One time I talked to her and I sadly said “I love You!”
She could not reply but she started to cry.
On the last week she was a live I wanted to see her because I knew something was wrong or had a feeling .
But my dad said “We could not because i had a cold and that could even make her more sick.”
That same Saturday she passed away on her birthday. I was happy that she was in a better place and not sick any more, but at the same time i was sad that I lost the most important person in my life at the time.
When you lose somebody in the future and you know that they don't have long left. You should treasures the time you have left with them. I did not treasure the time it went by so fast. I wish I Could have 1 more day with her, but I know it would be hard for me to let go of her again. So next time you need to treasure your last moments with your friends and

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