My Uncle’s Death
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The days before my uncle died we traveled to Texas to see my Uncle and his brother. We had a good time together, because it was the whole family. We stayed for 3 days and, then we went back home to Chicago, where my uncle lived and got murdered.
He used to always tell me if I get C’s, D’s, or F’s he will knock me out, because we should not be getting those kinds of grades. My uncle had two kids and one he did not know about, because he got murdered before she told him that she was pregnant.
She ended up telling everyone in the house that she was pregnant, and everyone was surprised. She was kind of mad when she had the baby though, because she named him after the person who murdered my uncle’s brother.
The person who murdered my uncle was named Ivan. They were best friends for more than 5 years. The reason Ivan murdered my uncle is he thought my uncle murdered his brother. So Ivan and some other dude jumped my uncle, and then shot him in the head and in the neck.
I think if someone would of called the police the moment he got shot, he would still be alive, because when the detectives came to our house they said he was dead for at least two hours.
A week after my uncle got killed the person who killed Ivan’s brother called Ivan and told him that he was going to kill Ivan for killing my uncle. The person that called Ivan was Will, and Will told Ivan that he was the one who killed his brother. So Ivan turned himself in for attempted murder on someone else. Ivan got out a couple of months later and moved somewhere in California, when he heard the dude that helped him kill my uncle was tortured, and was in a coma.
