Personal Narrative: My Best Friend I Had In My Family

Can you imagine losing the only friend you had in your family? That is precisely what happened to me on October 21, 2013. This date and event has a taken a tremendous turn on my life. It opened my eyes to why we cannot hold onto to anyone for too long because eventually we have to let them go. October the 21st of 2013 my uncle, my best friend, and my inspiration passed away.

My entire family was astonished when they heard the news, preeminently my mom because she concluded her big brother, friend, and motivation had gone to meet his maker. They were always together and showed interest in the same things. Play fighting, football, and getting on their parents nerves. Uncle Preston told me that when my mom was born, he thought his plenary life had been annihilated, but I had to demonstrate to him that if she hadn 't come then I would have never come and our friendship would be nonexistent.

My uncle had a lot of medical problems he was even in a wheelchair, but he never let that get in the way of having fun and going to church and everything else that he enjoyed. He taught my cousins and I a lot of things. He taught us to never give up even when you 're told to. We were always

He was also disembodied from me. On November 19, 2014 Mikey informed the family that he wanted to join the marines. I wasn 't dumbfounded by his preferential because out of all of our siblings, he always showed the most passion in combat fighting when our dad taught us. He was always fixated on every move he made. At the time I paid no mind because of course I thought I could beat anybody. I was wrong. When Mikey left and he came back 9 months later he was invincible. I was having a pleasant time with him until he left me once again. When his graduation day came and he got to finally see his family, I was overjoyed. The entire family was filled with joy when he came back. Especially me because I regained my best friend, inspiration, and my best