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My Aunt's Dying: A Short Story
Heading home after staying the night at my best friend's house my phone rang and a picture of my mother appeared on the screen. My mom had been crying and started telling me we need to head to the hospital. Pulling into the driveway I rushed inside to greet my mother, then rushing back outside to my car we headed to St. John’s Hospital. A little while later, we pulled into the parking garage and met my grandpa at the main entrance. My grandmother wrapped my mom in a hug and sobbed. My great aunt was dying due to her cancers that lead to her kidneys failing. This was the first time that I had ever witnessed someone dying. In the past I was always too young and was left at home with a babysitter. Walking in to tell my aunt goodbye was incredibly

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