Personal Narrative: When My Great Grandma Died

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When My Great Grandma Died

The school day had just ended and I was on the pick up list, so when the bell rang I went to the main lobby. I saw my mom and she saw me too and then she came up to me and said,”your Great Grandma had just died.” When she said those words they made me speechless. I was thinking of all the fun times we had had together, then her death happened so sudden.
All that I could think of is that the fact that my Great Grandma is dead now how will everyone else think of this situation? Will they take it good? How would I feel if it was my mom or grandma? Just so many things were going through my head at the time. School was boring and she was at the hospital trying to live but why did she have to die? Why was it her turn? But i know she is in a better place.
5 long days later we arrived at the church where my Great Grandma is. I walked in through the main lobby. I saw two big doors. I peered around the corner into the room. I saw a few people. All people I know. Then I turned my head and saw my Great Grandma in her beautiful shiny white caskate. There she was laying peacefully. Many other people
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After they put the casket on the cart then all the pallbearers had to put one hand on the casket handle and pull the casket out of the room. We wheeled the casket out of the room and to the car where they put the casket when we go to the graveyard. We loaded the casket into the car and closed the doors. Then everyone got into there own cars and followed the car with my Great Grandma in the back. We arrived at the graveyard and by the time we got there they already had the casket in the room where we pay our final respects. All the pallbearers put their white gloves on and we put our hand on the casket. Everyone else put there hand on the casket for the final

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