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The narrator recalls their favorite childhood memories spending time with their grandfather over the summer in Michigan. On the last day of 5th grade, the narrator's mother tells them that their grandfather has passed away, devastating the young narrator who was very close with their grandfather. Attending the funeral was extremely difficult for the narrator, as seeing their grandfather's body in the casket made his death feel real. Years later, the narrator is graduating and feels they are fulfilling a promise to their grandfather to graduate and make him proud. The narrator wears one of their grandfather's gold chains every day and feels their grandfather's spirit with them always.

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Narrative Essay

The narrator recalls their favorite childhood memories spending time with their grandfather over the summer in Michigan. On the last day of 5th grade, the narrator's mother tells them that their grandfather has passed away, devastating the young narrator who was very close with their grandfather. Attending the funeral was extremely difficult for the narrator, as seeing their grandfather's body in the casket made his death feel real. Years later, the narrator is graduating and feels they are fulfilling a promise to their grandfather to graduate and make him proud. The narrator wears one of their grandfather's gold chains every day and feels their grandfather's spirit with them always.

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A Regret In the Present Life

By: Genesis Harper

Sometimes having no worries as a kid offered more time to do things that produced

happiness. Being a 5th grade kid excited to graduate from elementary school was the best time of

my childhood. I felt like I was growing up just because I was going to middle school. It was the

last day of school and I was playing with my friends in the afterschool program. Even though I

was having a blast, I was even more excited to get picked up and go home to celebrate the last

day of school with my neighborhood friends. Seeing my mom come through the doorway with

everything but a smile on her face had me concerned; almost worried.

I looked at my mom confused as to why she wasn’t showing any form of emotion. After

she built up enough courage to tell me the problem, I felt all the excitement I had been snatched

away from me. The last day of elementary school was the first day without my grandfather. My

grandfather was my best friend. He never judged me for anything. He understood what it was

like to be my age and let me be a kid. Going back home to Michigan every summer was

something I looked forward to as a kid every year. To find out my favorite person wasn’t going

to be there when I got there was the most disappointing thing to go through.

Being in Michigan for a different reason than to spend time with my grandparents during

the summertime was taking a hard toll on me. It upset me seeing all my family members in one

sitting. Seems like we only come together when there's passing in the family. The funeral was in

a few days and I just couldn’t pull myself together. Being in the house he died in wasn’t scary to

me. Honestly, I felt his spirit with me everywhere I went, especially in the basement. That’s

where we hung out most of the time during the summer; watching tv and talking about his life as

a kid. He was always more than a grandparent to me, he was a friend you could talk to about
anything and he’d listen. His passing forced me to mature at a young age. I couldn’t connect with

other kids my age and quite frankly, didn’t want to.

It was the day of his funeral and I made absolutely no progress. The ride there only made

me more upset because I knew I couldn’t run from reality. I was terrified to enter the building. I

just couldn’t stop myself from crying because a part of me truly thought this was a dream. But, I

couldn’t wake up. Sitting through the funeral service was the hardest because afterward, we all

had to go up and view the body. I felt stuck when it was my turn to go up. Walking up there and

looking at his body didn’t look anything like him. This wasn’t the papo I remembered. I was

scared looking at my best friend in that casket. He wasn’t going to sit up to hug me one last time.

This day wasn’t going to end and he’d be there the next morning when I opened my eyes. This

was it; there were no more memories to make. No more laughs to share. I knew that day was

going to change my life forever.

Years have passed and I’m on my way to graduating this year. I made a promise to him

and myself that I would graduate. He did all he could while he was here and I want to make him

proud. I was given one of his gold chains from my grandmother and I do not take it off for

anything. Every day I live is for him. His spirit is with me and he is a part of me. I have a

connection with him that only comes once in a lifetime. Cherish the moments you have with

your family. Tell your loved ones that you love them. I left my best friend with a smile not

knowing that was the last time I’d share a moment with him. We all have a purpose in life, and

my grandfather is mine.

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