My most terrifying moment

True event.

 

I am terrified.

My aunt Betty, My grandmother’s sister,

Has passed away,

But left behind a night to remember,

Not in a good way either.

A normal day,

A nice picnic with three sisters,

A perfect memory,

That brings tears of joy when remembered.

The happiness they felt,

The sickness she had,

The good nights rest,

Well that is until the phone call.

Awoken to my cousins panic on the phone,

Awoken to the ambulance and its sirens outside her home,

Awoken to my aunt’s blue lips and lifeless eye’s,

While paramedics tried to revive her.

I will never forget that night,

I could not hold back my tears,

I will not forget my grandmothers reaction,

Asking why.

I am scarred.

Reviews

[Erin]

"Awoken to my aunt’s blue lips and lifeless eye’s," Shouldn't it be just "eyes" because it's not possessive of anything? Just a thought on grammar...
I like the way it ends (I am scarred) because it could be scared or scarred; scared, because of how terrifying it was, and scarred, because it was something that you will always remember. True stories have a soft spot in my heart. This is a great poem. The font helped with that too, along with the style in which you wrote it. Lots of thought went into this piece. Good job.
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[Edalene Connell]

I love it. Well written and very touching.

[~Shadow Kissed~]

touching and well written

[Lizanne]

A beautiful day that ended so tragically. But before it ended, it gave three sisters one final day of peaceful togetherness. Sometimes older people are more accepting of things and know that the inevitable will occur. They forget and sometimes use the chiding as a way to dispel the fright of someone that has not been exposed to death as many times as they. An emotional writing that points out we should enjoy each day, for there is no guarantee of tomorrow.