Summary Of ' The Great Gatsby ' By F. Scott Fitzgerald Essay
Great Grandfather William passed of Colon Cancer. Great Grandmother Grace had died when I was seven. Great Aunt Pat passed when she accidently mixed her migraine medicine and tequila, she had forgotten she had taken the medicine. Grandpa Louis had a heart attack. But, Grandma Linda she was different. She didn’t die of old age, cancer, heart attack, or by accidently mixing her tequila and medicine. She died in my arms. She died of a disorder I never knew she had. She kept it from me for almost 45 years. While living in my house, I never knew. We talked all the time, I told her everything; though her biggest secret she couldn’t even tell the one person who had taken care of her.
It all happened on June 12, 2043; Grandma Linda and I were sitting, talking, and laughing as she told me stories of her childhood. She had asked me for more tea, so I walked in to the kitchen to grab it.
As I came back in to the living room, she was on the floor seizing; I dropped the glass and it shattered as it hit the tile. I ran over to her and knelt down; she instantly stopped moving. I put my ear to her mouth. She wasn’t breathing; I was terrified.
I grabbed the phone and dialed 911. As the 911 operator answered, I started compressions. Counting in my head, 1… 2… 3… 4… 5… 6… 7… 8… 9… 10… Breath. Breath.