When I was 14 my uncle moved in with me, my mom, my grandparents, and my older sister. We live in a 3 bedroom trailer (not the ones you can drive or move though). As you could imagine, it was really crowded but, you gotta do what you gotta do to help your family. My uncle has been in and out of prison his whole life. Never for anything serious just for stuff like D.U.I or child support. I didn’t mind my uncle moving in, the only thing I didn’t like was the fact that I had to give up my bedroom, so I was stuck on the living room floor. While he was in jail he would always write me letters or make a card for me, and my mom. He loved to make fun of me to. Every night me and my sister would wait for him to get off work and when he would get home he would stand in the kitchen and make fun of me when I was a baby. ” Sharon, I remember when you was born your arms and legs would drag the ground because you was so tall” he would say. I never really understood why that was so funny to him but I just loved the way he would smile and laugh when he would tell me stories about when I was little. About 6 months after he moved in with us he started to get really sick. But no matter how sick he was or no matter how much pain he was in, he still got up everyday and went to work and never complained.

One day, he was laying out on the couch and he couldn’t breath, he just layed there with him mouth open. he looked like he was dead. Every little move he made would hurt. He’s never really been to a doctor or to the hospital so we knew something was wrong when he asked my grandma to go to the hospital. I remember the whole car ride there not one word was said. Every time my grandma would look at him you could see the tears form in her eyes. When we arrived at the hospital the doctor took my uncle back and asked us to sit in the waiting room. About 4 hours later the doctor came and got me and my grandma and brought us back. I remember my uncle si…

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