Tyler White's Life-Personal Narrative

Tyler White, 41 of Omaha, Nebraska, passed away at 6:30am on the 5th of April 2014. He was at his house when he left us. Tyler was born February 11th, 1973 in Omaha, Nebraska to his mother, Kendra Burnt and his father Steven White. He graduated Central High School in 1994 and attended the University of Nebraska. He then went on to sell insurance at Mutual of Omaha. He lives on through his children Jack, Lisa, and James
Reading it sent the feeling of snow sprinkling my back. I looked up from the heavy piece of paper. The room had a droopy feeling to it. With its empty-wooden chairs, all facing the lifeless dust. The walls couldn’t decide what color they were. They looked as if they had been peed on and someone tried to scrub it, but it only …show more content…
I didn’t want to be in this room of death why’d he put me in this situation I loved him but at the same time I despised him for what he had done what gave him the right to take the easy way out and end his life? He still has to be a father to me. I felt alone was I not enough to make him want to live on why’d he have to kill himself? Before I knew it, the ceremony was over. I looked around and saw tears running down random faces. I almost always cry when I see other people crying. It’s like yawning, but that day not one drop came from my …show more content…
Across the bottom of the screen read, Robin Williams Committed Suicide. I started to get tunnel vision. It made me think of the movie Mrs. Doubtfire, and how much of an effort Robin William’s character had made to see his kids; how much he loved them. Then thoughts of my father came rushing in. He had given up. He didn’t love us enough to keep trying. It felt as if was melting into the couch. The floor wasn’t lava but the furmiture was. I wanted to run to my room, but I had hardened into my seat. I felt the hot tears slowly rolling down my face. The only part of my body that still had sensation. My mom noticed