**THE DAY OF THE DEAD**
The experience of losing a loved one was not a very good experience for me of course. After all, how could this experience be good for anybody? Knowing that special love one, a relative in your family or your very best friend that you know is gone and you didn't say goodbye or sorry for what ever you said or maybe have done. Here's the story about a relative of mine.
My auntie Bob just arrived from Mississippi to San Francisco to spend time with her younger sister Arnella, my grandma, and also to be taking care of because she was eill. Everbody had to help take care of her because my grandma wasin't able to do it herself. We had to do everything, feeding her, clothing her and all. My grandma was planning a family dinner so everybody could unite together while the grown ups talk about the good times and the kids be outside playing.
Everybody had to help cook. it was my mom, Tete, auntie Nae-Nae, Rissy and myself that had to cook. When the day almost came all of us were sent out to go grocery shopping for the things that we needed for the family dinner. We had 2 or 3 carts of food that was being taking out of ''Costco''. My mom, me my grandma were up all night cooking and I had a feeling that everybody ells were doing the same because it was almost that big day to be surrounded by food. The next day everybody went back to grandmas house to hang with the family and to talk to auntie Bob. Auntie Bob and my grandma was talking and getting caught up on things, then auntie Bob asked me a question, I felt offended by it and gave her a attitude and went down stairs. Finally it was the next day, was the big day. It started at 6:00. We had time to set up and clean also to give everybody else time to get to the house. When the family got there everybody was ready to eat but we didn't eat till 7:00 because the kids were outside playing. Then that time came, the family was ready to eat. We had greens, yams, mash potatoes gumbo and all. We had that good solid food. Half of the family left at 11:00, me and my mom didn't leave until 12:00 or 1:00 in the morning. It seemed like everybody had a good time.
This is were everything ends. My mom and I weren't home till late. The next day me and my mom went to grandmas house and I see her and Rissy crying my mom asked her why is she crying and my grandma said that auntie Bob passed last night. I ran inside and sat on the couch. I was sitting down thinking to myself saying it was my fault because I was being mean to her and giving her attitudes. I walked outside she was still talking to my mom and Tete just walked up to her. I went up to my grandma and gave her a hug and everybody started crying but me. When the funeral came there was nothing but sad faces. When it was about that time to view the body it felt like I couldn't move at all. A tear fell out my eye then I couldn't stop crying till after the funeral. Then came the good time of the year christmas(2days later). Everybody was at auntie Nolas house talking, laughing, watching movies then the best part came giving out the presents. My mom pulled out a cabbage patch doll, my untie loved those, Rissy and grandma started crying. We had a moment of silence for my auntie Bob.