Essay title: Loss
It started out a normal day in Ellicott City, Maryland for me, a nine-year-old bespectacled fourth-grade moppet. Even with my heavy blue Gap jacket, I was rather cold since it was early in December and my teacher liked to keep the classroom cold at all times. My classmates were shivering, even my friend Samantha, whose jacket was made of enough faux furs for twelve Russian mobsters girlfriends.
I couldnt wait to get out of school that day. I was trying not to let myself drift off into a cold-induced slumber, as I yawned loudly. We were just about to get out for lunch when the intercom shrieked, “Please report to the front office immediately!” I knew I was in trouble for sure.
I sat down in the offices waiting room chairs. The principal walked up to me and told me that I was not in trouble. “Your mother will arrive for you in a few minutes”. I didnt know what was happening. Soon enough, my mothers blue SUV pulled up to the parking lot. Mom came out of the car, eyes red. Was she crying? “Mom, what happened?” I said. “Ill tell you when we get home. Your fathers waiting.” Luckily, we lived quite close to the school. My father was home, looking rather upset. He gave me a hug and told me loved me and had to give me some bad news. Then he told me that my great grandmother, GG had passed away in her sleep last night. I felt very sad