In January 2013 my uncle Alfie died he lived in York but when I saw him he always made me laugh and made me smile every time I saw him.
I will admit I didn't cry when he died I don't know why but I was upset that he died but I just didn't cry and I wanted to cry but for some reason I didn't.
He was my world same as everyone else was but when we found out that he died we was all shocked because he just had an operation to remove from his leg from his knee because my grandad had a phone call from uncle Alfie's daughter saying that the operation went well.
then grandad got another phone call from uncle Alfie's daughter saying that he died and it was less than a minute later and it was very very very upsetting and even though I didn't see him that much I still loved him and still cared about him but he will always be in my heart and I will never forget him or my mum they are both in my heart but it's making the hole bigger and I don't want it to get any bigger than what it already is.
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My life
Teen Fictionmy life has been hard since 2012 when my mum died I've lost 3 other close family mem since then I try to cope and be strong but it is hard still I don't talk about how I feek anymore since I have gone back into my hell again which I know isn't good...
