The First Time I Faced Death

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The First Time I Faced Death Imagine having one of the best dreams ever. That one dream that you wish you had sooner such as seeing a family member face to face again, and reliving every memory of that one person in eight hours. Imagine meeting a family member once again that you’ll never forget, the one who lived in Ocala, FL and became a chiropractic doctor, was a scuba diver, never got married, and loved to travel. This person was born January 22, 1947. He was my dad’s brother that got wiped off this Earth on July 5, 2005. If the time machine were ever invented I’d go back in time to try to change what happened. On an early hot summery July morning, my friends and I woke up from a second grade sugar high. Lollipops, ice cream, gum, licorice, laffytaffy, and all the candy you can imagine. The sweet smell of kettle corn popcorn permeated through the house. The homemade candy apples sent wafted through the house. It was as if the carnival had stopped at their house and dropped off delicious delicacies. We consumed everything in eight hours. Running on four hours of sleep, suffering from sleep deprivation, bellyaches, and colossal headaches. Everything seemed to be great at first, and then we woke up feeling horrible. The sleepover was a blast. We played manhunt at ten o’clock at night with every kid in the neighborhood, played around the world in eighty days in their massive play set, and did a fashion show, and watched and acted out High School Musical. By the time we were done with all of the fun we were dripping in sweat from head to toe. Panting like dogs and dehydrated. But the partying wasn’t over. All of the sudden we all received a wicked sugar rush. That led us to bounce of the walls and have as much energy as the energizer bunny. We were having so much fun we couldn’t sleep at all. It was one of the best sleepovers a seven year old could have. By the

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