“Tim Died,” the tears in my eyes grew larger and larger as the information kept sinking in. When my sister, Madison, told me I didn 't believe her it was all unreal, we just saw him and then he died. I had to find out if it was true. I walked outside, and the minute I saw my parents crying I knew. The tears fell from my face, not stopping no matter how hard I tried to stop them. It was May and my family was driving up to my grandma 's house in Saint Joseph, Missouri, like we do almost every weekend. Tim, my uncle, was at the house the same time we got there with his baby Ava. We don 't get to see Ava that often. Terra, her mom lives in Kansas, which is an hour away. This trip was going to be the best, we got to see Ava, I was so thrilled that I could hang out with her. We went shopping at The Legends, an outdoor outlet mall. All of us went shopping and ate at T-Rex cafe. We sat in the part of the restaurant that was themed the Rainforest, every 15 minutes the monkeys, gorillas and the lights would come to life, moving and making loud noises with mist lightly coating us. The volcano in the restaurant went off every 30 minutes and ERUPTED the whole restaurant making it “shake” the colors in the room changed. We all got a dessert to share, it came out with sparklers the chocolate melted the ice cream and made it …show more content…
Finally making it home was welcoming, as I ran to my room to unpack and hang up pictures I took over the weekend. When I went downstairs everything changed. Madison was telling me that Tim had died, the information had hit me like no other. My mom got messages from my grandma of the rope that Tim was sending her. My dad said that the knot won’t hold but have Bob go out there to him incase it does work. Tim called Terra who has his girlfriend at the time right before he committed suicide telling her that he 's sorry, watch and take care of Ava, and that he loves her. In an instance it was all over, his pain that he had for years, but he had hid it
Alabama Trip My mom and and dad told me in December that we were going to Gulf Shores, Alabama to visit my grandparents. Gulf Shores is the southernmost town in Alabama, located on the north coast of the Gulf of Mexico. I have been there twice when I was little. I remember that I collected seashells and went swimming with Boppa in the pool.
Moments later we got to the camp and we saw some people dead and some people crying. We go up to the people crying and they told us that the everyone was dead back at the ghetto. I felt my heart drop to my stomach, I fell on my knees and started balling my eyes out. I ran to the tent and Ethan tried to comfort me, but I was too busy thinking about my dad, if your wonder my mom left us when i was a baby so my dad took care of me. “Dezirae,” Ethan acknowledged.
His tear stained cheeks and his red puffy eyes just screamed grief. I didn't realize I was crying too until I felt a hot tear slide down my cheek. I pulled my friend into a embrace, he returned it, clutching onto me like a koala to it's mother. After a few calm breaths, he pulled out of the hug. He wiped his eyes on his jacket sleeve, and smiled a bit, “Thanks for always being there for me…”, Soda set the flowers down on his older and younger brothers graves, we stood up and walked out.
This story describes in vivid detail the body of an opposing soldier that Tim killed. We are also able to see the story Tim created for the man in his head as he gazes upon the body. He was frozen for hours in one spot, unmoving because he struggled to come to terms with the fact he killed a man. This story shows an amplified sense of emotion when it comes to dealing with emotions in war. Tim felt so sympathetic for the man that he stayed, filled with guilt, even when men in his troop tried to get him to leave.
When we got there we met up with our great Aunt Lonnie and my Mom’s cousin Megan and her two
we took tours of lots of beautiful cities. of course our children came along but they were busy on their little new phones we bought them. trust me
Our mom came and got her, and took her back to Louisiana with her. I stayed and on the last day one of my dad’s best friends Mike (Big Bird) came and took me all the way to Alton, Illinois. It was so boring, and it took a long time. We only stopped for some food, gas, and of course bathroom breaks. On the way he got a flat tire, so we had to stop at one of those Walmarts that had the mechanics part attached to it.
The doctor said he might not survive, and she might not either. But because of his mother trust in God, she went on to have him and showed great trust in the lord, and they both came out alive. Tim’s family lived on a farm, and when the kids were t working with dad they were playing baseball, basketball and football in the yard. Timothy was very into sports from a very young age, because he wanted to be just like his older brothers who were
ID#513295 who entered the trailer to locate the body and declared time of death at 1934 hours. Roberts did not disturb the body, nor the scene. The deceased was later identified by his Florida Drivers License as William Gilley. I spoke with the property managers Mike Kenny, and Brian Fannon. Kenny advised they received a call from Gilley's boss who grew concerned when he had called out sick and then did not show up for work on 10/22/15 when he was scheduled.
My hands became clammy and my heart started racing. I did not want to believe the words coming out of my mother’s lips, “His kidney failed three weeks after the operation, he is dead”. I was just 5 years old and I felt like there was no purpose to live. My father was everything to me. I already missed his genuine kindness, the way his smile formed whenever he talked to me about life, and the times where we had father-son time at the airport, watching airplanes fly.
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.
By the end of April, my plane ticket for the way home was bought, and we were making plans. I had never been away from home, but I figured I could do it. I was nervous, but I was so excited to see those two again. Trina and I had a countdown, and would send pictures to each other as the final day got closer and
As the night slowly slowed down, we watched a light parade, the Magic Kingdom’s fireworks and got to see the TIpp Marching Band go through Magic Kingdom. After all of the night excitement, we got to see Tinkerbell fly off of Cinderella’s castle. After the day was over, we rode the people mover back to the car. When we finally made it out of the park, we realized that we had been there for 17 hours. On the way back to our condo we talked about what our favorite thing was.
Coming to Miami I can still remember that gloomy sky on October 21st 2001. It seemed like a normal day to me, yet that day would change my life forever. I remember my mother rushing around the house trying to gather my brother’s clothes while I just sat on the floor observing so much commotion around me. For an 8 year old, I was a very hipper child. I ran around the house, climbed trees, sat on the roof top which was 3 floors high.
My eyes fill with tears as I am hit by a sudden realization. Everyone I have even known, ever been friends with, ever hated, or even loved, is dead. Of course I knew this was going to happen, but I had always found a way to push thoughts like these out of my mind. Soon, we are all crying. Eventually, the boat’s gentle rocking helps calm us all down.