Ensuing with my mother being away, my youngest Aunty Phi committed suicide during my mother incarceration. Aunty Phi was fifteen at the time, she very caring and loved me unconditionally-reminiscing still lingering me today. Every night during dinner, Aunty Phi would discreetly add extra food to my plate and make sure I am full before bed. She would warm me at night when I asked of my mother. Aunty Phi was practically a surrogate mother to me with those memorable moments.
Since grandpa was an army officer therefore he was really strict with how his children behave and dress in public. As far as I can remember, Aunty Phi had a boyfriend and was dressing somewhat provocative. Grandpa extensively yelled at Aunty Phi of how she disrespected the family of her forbidden behaviors: fancy …show more content…
As I look back, I do not believe my lovely aunty did anything majorly forbidden but she was just living her teen years. If anything were to blamed, it was Grandpa’s strictness that my dearest aunty for the other dimension.
One morning there was a frantic screaming from a neighbor and we was advised that Aunty Phi is not breathing at a house where she had slept over. We rushed her to the hospital but with a speed of a tricycle, she did not make it. Aunty Phi dies at the age of six-teen. An autopsy result shows Aunty Phi had taken a large amount of naproxen (severe fever prescription medication) that collapsed most or all of her vital organs.
A Lonely Child
Time elapse, I was raised partially by members of my extended family where endless lack of affection is what I embraced throughout my childhood. I did not have the connected worlds of parents-child and peer relation throughout