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It was Thursday May 24 of this year. It was like any other day to me. I struggled to wake up and go to school. At school I was having a pretty much normal day until about 2nd period. That’s when everything took a turn for the worse. I was sitting in my class before it started talking with a friend of mine. She was talking about becoming a funeral planner. I would have to say that was my first sign of things to come. This period had to be the one I dreaded the most. My teacher was a bit too lenient with his students and because of that they ran amuck. Apparently one of the kids thought it would be funny if they set off a sink bomb in the class. The students in the class jumped as one of them popped the bag. I began to worry. I was hoping it not to be a stink bomb, but sure enough it was. The whole classroom within seconds filled with a rotten smell. And the teacher thought that to punish us he would keep the door shut. After a few minutes of being exposed to the smell my stomach began to churn and I had gotten a headache. Finally the class was over after a well 15 minutes or more of being in a room the smelled of rotten eggs.

Third period nothing bad happened to me and by that time I was able to recover from the smell that I had been exposed to. Fourth period was p.e. and it was Thursday so lucky enough for me I got to run. (sarcasm) I’m not good at running long distances. My friend encouraged me the most of the way. After I was done running I began to feel sick just like in second period. During lunch a friend of mine asked me a question. ‘If tomorrow was your last day to live what would you do?’ Of course I thought nothing of this question, probably because he always asks random and out of the blue questions like that. So I answered him and he gave me his answer.

In fifth period we got together with our partners for a debate we where working on. My debate topic just had to be the death penalty. A friend also had the same topic and we ended up on the topic of cancer. I told him of my other aunt who is currently suffering of brain cancer. He gave me his best regards and the period shortly ended after that. In my last period nothing happened that caught me attention.

After school my brother, his friend and me walked out to the parking lot where we got picked up. My mother usually picks us up but I didn’t see her van instead I saw my dad’s lexis. My dad never picks us up unless my mom had something going on. I was curious, I usually am. We got in the car and after saying our hellos I asked him. I was worried that my mother was back in the hospital. Just that Monday she was with some chest pains but turned out to be nothing serious thankfully. He laughed at the question and said he just felt like picking us up. I know my dad and I knew that couldn’t be the case so I asked him what the real reason was. He laughed at my response but wouldn’t tell me. I kept guessing and he kept avoiding the questions. The last thing he said before we arrived was that I would find out once we got home.

Once we got to my house we walked through the door laughing and I saw my mom walk out from the hallway. She looked like she had been crying; I stopped laughing. She told us to come sit down in the living room. She said it was about my aunt. I immediately thought of my aunt with brain cancer I got real worried, but then she said it was about my aunt Terri. Her almost exact words where, “ Your aunt Terri was in a really bad car accident…the doctors did everything they could, but her heart just couldn’t take it. I’m sorry you guys…there was no easy way to tell you this.” My heart just broke after hearing those words. My brother started crying and so did I. We both ended up in my mother’ arms. She kept apologizing to us and she told us that she was pretty beat up and that the doctor said that there where sever head injuries and a crushed pelvis. She would have had a difficult and painful recovery and even some brain damage. My mom said that it happened so quick that she probably didn’t even know what hit her. That she didn’t suffer at all. My aunt was turning into her works parking lot when she was T-bones on the drivers side of her car. The crash totaled her car, while the driver of the other car turned out fine…...My aunt Terri was the best. She had a great sense of humor and always made everyone laugh. She was a sweet and caring person. She was 62 and had diabetes. She was forgetful at times but that’s what gave her personality. I would always do crafts with her. She would teach me new stuff and help me make gifts and cards for my friends. She would take me to movies and we would hang out and have fun time. I was really close with her and there isn’t one day that doesn’t go by that I don’t think about her. I remember things she taught me and things she said to me that I will always remember. I miss her and I hope I will be able to see her again someday.