Personal Narrative-Away Camp In Upstate New York

The summer before sixth grade I attended sleep away camp in upstate New York. I had a great time up there, however I returned home to some grim news. While I was away my great aunt had gotten pneumonia, and was very ill. She was one hundred and one years old at the time, and she had been nearing the end for quite a while by that point. This, however, seemed to be the final stretch and I was told that there was a chance that the upcoming weekend could be the last time that I would ever see her. My family had planned to travel out to visit her the following weekend and asked if I had wanted to come as well. Throughout the years I had grown very close to her, as we spent many family events together. I cherish my memories of spending time with her at Thanksgiving and Christmas. I wanted to see her one last time to value all the time that I had left so I decided to go with my family. Then the next day I received a message from a very popular kid who was in the grade above and whom I had always looked up to. He had been a role model for me in the past and I had always wanted to become one of his good friends. In addition, the following year was going to be my first year of middle school and if I was friends with cool “upper-classmen” my social status would be elevated. In his message, he had invited me to a Yankees verses Rex Sox baseball game. The game was also very special for me as I was a Yankee fanatic
My parents had given me the choice of what to do and would have supported it either way.
After debating back and forth I had decided to go to the game. In hindsight, looking back on the event I would have gone with my family to see my great aunt. Thankfully, she had made a recovery and I had the opportunity to see her again. From this experience, I learned that I must cherish those who are important to be and who care about