Personal Narrative: My Hero's Death

Today, thirty-seven years ago, I died. Everyday I watch people walk past mine and my friends' monument. They are laughing, talking, and most importantly here and alive. The other day, a couple of adolescent boys vandalized our monument by spray painting and leaving trash everywhere. Children often sit here on top of us while eating their lunches. I saw that our zookeepers reaction to this was not very radiant, but he still stayed here after hours cleaning their mess. I also know he still comes here to see me, Wanly, and John. He was not only a zookeeper to all of us, but also was like a father. He did not only do his job by feeding us, but showed us love and affection. We all miss him just as much as he misses us. As the years have passed, …show more content…
It feels that when I do so, I must relive them. I remember every detail that occurred that day very clearly. John was the first to go. I know the zookeepers cared for him, but they did not love him like they loved Wanly and I. I was never close friends with John in the first place, but he was still one of the three grand elephants at Ueno Zoo in Tokyo. Wanly on the other hand was a different story. He was not just a friend, no. He was my soulmate. We had been together at the Ueno Zoo since we were born. We did everything together. Ate together, slept together, we even did our banzai trick together. I smiled weakly at the memory. Both of us would raise our trunks, high and proud in the air while we lifted our front feet off the floor. I remember guests of all ages, genders, and races clapping and cheering for us. Our zookeeper would walk over wearing a prideful smile, rewarding us with food and water. Eventually, after two long weeks of pain and torture thirty-seven years ago, we died together. We were both leaning against the bars of our cage, yearning and hoping our carer would come to save us. “Elephant? Elephant? Are you still here?” I saw the young girl knocking on our monument. “Yes but I must go soon.” I replied. Our zookeeper should arrive here any minute and I did not want him to hear the two of us talking.
"But I have a question to ask you first." I implored, "Do you have a best friend?" The child smiled and nodded her head. "Do me a favor and hold on to them. Never let them go, no matter what problems the two of you go though. Okay?" The girl, still with a smile on her face, replied "Oh don't worry. The two of us will be best friends