Death

My aunt her name was Gloria and she was only 46. Although she was so young she was slowly dying of Siros’s of the liver. As she was slowly dying from this, she never stopped drinking just kept going. Time went on and symptoms started to get worse. Then finally god stepped in and ended her pain and suffering.

Know watching some one die slowly right in front of your eyes is got to be the saddest thing you ever will see. Everyday watching her go trough her pain and suffering made me so pissed off. Lots of the time o just wished that I could give her my liver I felt very sorrowful.

Siros’s is a death that takes years or at what feel likes to take action. When life hits rock bottom and you find no way out the only thing left to do is the one thing that makes you feel happy DRINK. Alcohol makes people feel so good better then jumping from a plain with out no parachute. Until the day that day that is never to be forgotten, and the doctor tells you that you are going to die. The alcohol took three stabs at your liver. Looking into the eyes of some one that has no emotion is a scary thing. You never know what they are capable of. Seeing the changes that my aunt had to endure brings great sorrow to me. Her skin started to change the color of the morning sun and some hints of green. Like a flesh eating bacteria was slowly eating her away. This I can only assume takes all the color out of life and replaces it with a dark, deep, empty room. The only thing that is left to do is keep drinking drink as much as you can to get all senses out of your body and you don’t even know who are. Then the day comes when God swipes his mighty had down and ends all the pain and suffering.

R.I.P. Auntie we all miss you down here!


Jeremy