On Saturday August 3 rd 1997 I woke up a ten-year old boy, got out of bed brushed my teeth and ate my breakfast in much haste. I was anticipating the day ahead of me; it was exciting because I was going over to my friends for a sleep over. My mother’s best friend with whom she grew up owned the friend’s house of which I was going to. Her name was Geri Pou drier and she was a great lady.
She looked out for every one else before herself. She- baby-sat me when I was a toddler. I grew up with her son who she adopted through my family who had her son in foster care. The Saturday night that I was staying there we would not be having as fun a time as possible because his mother had to put in over time at her work.
James and I stayed up late that night and did all sorts off cool stuff until about 1: 00 am. At the time we really started wondering weather his mom was coming home that night at all. At around 1: 20 am James got a call from his father who said it was very important that I go home. I called my mom and she came to pick me up.
On the ride home she said that as she was coming through down town turners falls she had seen a car accident involving a mini can that looked and awful lot like Geri. She told me she hoped nothing had happened but she excepted nothing had. I went to bed having not given the situation another thought about what my mom had told me. I went to sleep a 10- year old boy. The next morning I woke up and felt broken.
I went down stairs for breakfast and my mom and dad were sitting together. They told me to come have a seat, that we needed to have a talk. She promptly informed me the Geri had died. She had been involved in a car accident she had been side swiped by another car and. She had just been getting out of work.
The Essay on The Nieghbor Night Time One
One night i stayed with my best friend and her mom. Well i was awakened by horrifying screams, it sounded like someone was being stabbed over and over again. My friend's mom was also awakened by these screams. When we got up to see what was happening we discovered that their neighbor was being chased by her boyfriend with a hammer.We called the police and they arrived shortly. He had been hitting ...
She was thrown 50 feet out into the road she was presumed killed on impact. The man that killed her was bringing his kid’s home from the grand mothers funeral. 3 months after that had happened I lost mom more important people in my life. Her son… After she died James turned into a very bad person.
He did everything he was never allowed or supposed to do before his mother had died. He had turned to world of hate, drugs, violence, crime, jail, expulsion and almost every bad scenario a person could get them selves into. I could no longer stand to be his friend. With in 3 months I lost to people I loved and grew up with. From then on I had an unforgettable reminiscence of those horrid months embedded in my mind.
