Portfolio Item #21 Areil Anderson
Phase Autobiography Death of My Aunt Ernest I was about six years old when my Aunt Ernest dies. I never would have thought that the person I love would die. I remember when my mom got the call saying that she was in the hospital. My mom and I was crying so hard. We went to the hospital, and the first thing I did was run to her room. I wanted to say my goodbyes to her. I cry so hard that I could not contain my emotions. I begin to pray in my head that she would come back. You can only hope for little things.
I still had that feeling of hurt, and dreary pain that I could not get rid of. I was in
Phase Autobiography Death of My Aunt Ernest I was about six years old when my Aunt Ernest dies. I never would have thought that the person I love would die. I remember when my mom got the call saying that she was in the hospital. My mom and I was crying so hard. We went to the hospital, and the first thing I did was run to her room. I wanted to say my goodbyes to her. I cry so hard that I could not contain my emotions. I begin to pray in my head that she would come back. You can only hope for little things.
I still had that feeling of hurt, and dreary pain that I could not get rid of. I was in