Narrative Essay About My Family

Family. That is a powerful word. What is family? Family to me was everything. Family to me was the group of people around me that I loved and cared about. They often say, you don’t know what you have until it’s gone, but not me, I knew that I had my family, the one that cared and loved me and I appreciated them but little did I know, that was about to be taken away from me. Watching the waves consume the Tsimtsum as I dangled on the edge of the lifeboat motionlessly, completely ignoring the injured zebra which was barking away. How was it possible that none of the people or animals aboard the Tsimtsum survived. Jesus, it can’t only be me with these 2 animals, what are the chances? The sailors and officers aboard should be able to swim, there is absolutely no way I was the

What was the point of having a better life in Canada, if there was no one there for me, if my entire family was gone. Leaving Pondicherry for Canada was difficult enough, it was painstaking and now this has dealt another crushing blow emotionally. The memories of helping Father in the zoo, spending time with Mother and Ravi came to mind. Those were the days and we could still be living happily in Pondicherry and most importantly, my family would be alive! Was a better life worth my family? To me, family was my everything and I would never trade my family for anything else, I would rather lose the zoo, be poor and stay in Pondicherry with my family than to migrate to Canada which would cause my family to die. Jesus, Allah, Vishnu, why must this happen to me, of anything else that could have happened, why take away my family. With every thought, I felt even more dismayed, it hurts to think about my family. I hoisted myself onboard, sat up straight and gathered my bearings. My family is gone, they are dead, there is nothing I could do to save them. Father will not want to see me give up, he would not want me to blame myself for their deaths, I must continue to