My experience with death

Following instructions given by the teacher, I selected one from a large list of topics to write an entry.

To begin with and according to my personal experience, I must declare that this is not my first meet with death. In fact, this is the hardest one. Although it happened six years ago, it seems to me as if it occurred yesterday.

On a bright summer January morning I went to see my father at his office but to my surprise, he was not there. One his colleagues told me he had retired to hospital early in the morning because he was not feeling well. Later at home I neither could see him; doctor said he really needed to take a long rest, so he was under some medicine effect. That night he was not able to sleep because of a dreadful stomach-ache.

He has always been a vigorous healthy man that is why I assumed something really terrible was affecting his health this time. After a week, medical results agreed on the fact that the causer of such significant weakening on his health was cancer. A lot of things were told about the possibilities of surgery and the effects of long term chemotherapy. But nothing could be done. Just a week later cancer was discovered, my father’s life got to his end. From that moment on I experienced a great change and very deep inside I know I am not the same I used to be.