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Personal Narrative: Losing Someone In Life

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Losing someone in life is not always associated with death. My grandmother was diagnosed with Parkinson 's disease at the young age of 48. In time, this disease took my grandmother’s life both mentally and physically; therefore, taking her away from me as I knew her. If seen today, she looks like my grandmother; but after interacting with her, it wouldn’t seem as if a 59 year old woman was talking. My grandmother’s disease was a major obstacle for me to get over in life, but eventually I overcame it and made the best out of the situation. Grandma took care of me when I was younger and was a huge part of my life. She was at every school event, extra curricular activity, and we saw each other everyday after school. Now my grandmother can not even

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