Journal # 2 My scariest experience in life was going to my Aunt Mary’s funeral. Even though this event might not be scary to others, it was the most terrifying thing I have ever had to go through. I can remember the events and the days vividly as if they were going on at this moment. It was the weekend of May 15th ,1999 and we driving down to NYC to visit my aunt who had cancer …showed first 75 words of 526 total…

…showed last 75 words of 526 total…made myself go up and see her for the sake of not regretting it later. After the funeral we drove back on Sunday and I don’t think I slept for days. The images were rolling through my head, seeing her face just blankly staring at nothing her eyes were closed I was as if she could see right through composed self and know that this was killing and freaking me out in the inside.