A Curse and a Gift :: Personal Narrative Death Papers

A Curse and a GiftHe stands in the dark, lingering. Always linger. Faceless, but his cold, menacing eyeball illuminate from the depth of the abyss. Hes gone now. My attention is entertained to a lonely, deserted road. Theres no sign of living eachwhere. Its pitch dark and Im flinging. I take upt know where Im going, but I seduce to get out of this darkness. A cold, unsettling breeze emerges from a warm, summers night. I feel chills rising through my spine. Somethings wrong. I walk for a considerable amount of time. Finally, out of nowhere I go for a speck of light. I get closer. A somber gang stands in a circle with their heads down, as if at a funeral. 2 cars, a red Pontiac Firebird, and a silver Toyota Celica, had lost control and gotten into a terrible collision. They look familiar. I force my way through the spellbound, solid crowd. My heart beat fastens to a thousand beats per minute. I cast to my knees in hysteria. Kelvin Kelvin Not you too Please put one acrosst do this to me He lays there. Face up towards a bright sky. There are millions of stars out tonight. But I havent noticed them. He just lays there. His hands folded and resting on his thigh, he lays in a pool of blood, on the dry, brown earth. He hasnt suffered any substantial physical injuries from what I can see. He looks peaceful, so peaceful, in eternal repose. I can still recognize him. Hes 61, with a dark, chocolate complexion, an athletic build and a bad face. He is my associate. Claudia, a close friend of mine, comes up to me in tears. She puts her fortification around me and says Im so sorry. She and Kelvin, both proud thrill-seekers were racing. She has survived the collision. My brother is gone. I woke up sweating and distraught, in tears. My heart was still racing. I frantically recited psalm 23, the Lords Prayer. After that, I grabbed the television set remote which I had placed under my collection of stuff animals and off-key on the television to Cartoon Network. Tom and Jerry was being showed. I reached for my ledger which lay next to the remote on my bed, and began to write.Imagine losing your uncle, cousin and a very close family friend in one year. Better yet, animadvert losing four people that are very dear to you in a three year time span.