A Day I'll Never Forget
At the young age of 51, my best friend Mary A. Tolbert, my grandmotherwas taken away from me by a sudden "massive heart attack." Living in Sacramento I had just left my grandmother's house. Earlier that Monday evening in September my grandmother had just finished babysitting me at the age of ten. I gave my grandmother a big wet kiss on the cheek while she was lying on the snow-white velvet couch trimmed in baby blue. As she was watching her favorite game show, "The Wheel Of Fortune" "I'll see you later." I told her as I walked out the door. Although she did look a bit tired I assumed it was from dealing with me all day, an energetic ten year old. She convinced me she was feeling fine. Early that Tuesday morning is one that I'll never forget. I was awakened at 3:00 AM, by some woman who sounded like her voice was hoarse, I didn't realize it was my mother; she was informing me that she thought my grandmother was dead. I wasn't fully awaken yet, but coherent enough to understand the words that came out of her mouth. Like a skyrocket I sa
I saw my grandmother lying down against the cold wall of her bedroom. I hysterically started to cry. Not yet ready to except the fact her mother was gone I watched my mother, how was a nurse at the time began C.P.R. herself. By the time my mother was finished she was exhausted from pounding on my grandmother's chest and giving her deep breaths inhalations. I knew she was gone when the paramedic tapped me on my shoulder and replied he was sorry and that he and his crew had done all they could. He had pronounced my grandmother dead at 3:39 A.M. My mother and I got dressed in thirty seconds flat and were out of the door of our two-bedroom duplex in North Highlands, which is only twelve minutes away from where my grandmother lived and where she laid now lifeless. At once, I got into my mother's compact white Nissan Sentra as she slammed it into reverse, backing out of the driveway wasting no time at all. The other side of Watt Ave was our destination. Although it was only 10 miles away it seemed like an eternity. Trembling while my mother was driving 70 miles per hour on a 45 miles per hour street, I knew she was endangering our lives as well as others who came into our path, but I didn't care we must get t
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Approximate Word count = 817
Approximate Pages = 3 (250 words per page double spaced)
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