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Seeing Someone Die In Person

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On January 19, 2013; I watched a woman die. This woman was my great-grandmother, whom I was very close with. This was the first of two times I would ever see someone die in person. Seeing someone die is strange. If you’ve never seen it, I don’t recommend it. Let’s step back a bit, I’ve always been perplexed by death. It’s very strange. Whenever I think of it too much, I cry. It’s perplexed me ever since I was about four-years-old. “What do you mean they’re dead?” I would inquire. The concept to me was absolutely bonkers. In the blink of an eye, someone’s whole existence and all of their fathomable future achievements are gone. It is in every sense, a profligate process. Two years later on May 13, 2015; I witnessed another death, a death that …show more content…

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