Why Things Happen
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Something crazy happens to people all the time, but the question is why. Something crazy happened to me from ages 12 to 17. These things happen only when I went to funerals.
I went to about 30 funerals from age 12 to 17 that was for a friend, cousin, grandparents, aunties, uncles, or soul mates. The one that hurt me was the one for my boyfriend. But I’m only going to tell you about five of them that change my life forever.
The first death I’m to tell you about is my grandma, who died when I was 12 years old. The second one I’m going to tell you about is my uncle, who also died when I was 12 years old. The third one I’m going to tell you about is my boyfriend who died when I was 16 years old. The fourth one I’m going to tell you about is my cousin who died when I was 16 years old. The final person is my best friend who died when I was 17 years old.
My grandma Ann was my heart and life. She was the one who kept our family up and kept things good with us. She was the same one who kept me in school learning and not losing my education. She the one that told me when someone say something I don’t like just walk away. She also told me don’t argue because a man do not want a girlfriend that’s always fighting. But when she died I felt she was lying to me. But every time I look into heaven I think I am looking at her.
My Uncle Tom died when I was 12, right after my Grandma died. This was my mother’s favorite brother and she loves him. My whole life changed after his death. Me and my mother was always found arguing and I was always found the police being called on me. I always found myself saying sorry for something I didn’t do. After a while I came to understand that it wasn’t me that was making her argue, it was the death of my uncle that made her upset.
My boyfriend helped me get though a lot of problems when he was alive. He died when I was 16 years old. He was my life and my eagle. Whenever I had a problem I could go and talk to him about it. That hurt my heart when he died. After he died I had no body to talk to about my problems. I will often find myself holding everything in until somebody say something I don’t like, then I will just go crazy. I spent most of my time with Terry until he passed. I miss him and everyday I get up I try to push for him. I am going to do everything he wanted to do for himself for me.
My cousin died when I was 16, and on the day of my birthday they had his funeral. I told myself after that I would not go to any more funerals. Lil Doo-man did everything for me no matter what it was. He told my mother things that was hurting me. One day my friend had sex with my boyfriend. Doo-man told me don’t get upset, let them go by like birds. So I stop talking to both of them. But Doo-man told me to keep pushing. So I listened and kept pushing. When I thought about how Terry did cheat on me and start to cry, Doo-man knew why I was crying. Doo-man always told me don’t let anything pass, just get over it.
My best friend died when I was 17 years old. I was very upset, because he did everything with me. Tony didn’t let people get out their buddies with me and he also fought with me. He was my back bone. But when he died it was like I lost my hopes and dreams. I never put myself down, all I did was keep on moving. When I was doing something wrong and wanted to quit me, he always taught about him and what he wanted to do. He always told me to get good grades, go to college, and get out of the neighborhood. I told him I would do it, so we could get out the hood together. But he left, so now I still have to bring my promise by going to college and getting out the hood.
