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The Excruciating Pain of an Unexpected Goodbye

Yesterday morning my uncle died. None of us expected this because he was a very healthy military doctor. Even though he used to smoke in his early days but nonetheless he's fit enough to live many more years. Moments after he died my mom got a phone call. At that time we were in the car on our way to get breakfast on a pleasant Sunday morning. She immediately cried. Rather hysterically. It was an impressive coincidence because we happen to be quite close to his house. We rushed to his house. When we got there I could here people crying from outside the house. It was incredibly heart-breaking to know that the info I got was true. I entered his room and he was... Well, dead.

My aunt told us and the rest of the family there about how he died while she was bursting in tears and pain and sadness. She said that after praying Dhuha (you can google that) he lied in bed and told my aunt that he felt tired. He asked her if he could be supplied with oxygen (they have an oxygen tank thingy). So my aunt told her youngest son which also means he's my cousin to install the oxygen on him. After a while my uncle said that the muscles around his jaws hurt as if he laughed too much. So my aunt applied some ointment around his neck and massaged him. I'm not quite sure what had happened after but in the end his eyes turned white and he started to breath heavily. My cousin thought that he was playing some kinda joke on him. Well if it was a joke then it's the worst joke anyone could think of. Because in the end, he took a glance at my cousin, smiled, and stopped breathing.

This was a heavy blow to the whole family. This is absolutely unexpected. My aunt didn't know what to do after because my uncle never said anything about how things should be going after he's gone. He was a really nice man. He took me on several holiday trips with his own family as if I'm like his son or something. He often gave me some money when we accidentally met at malls or something. I don't know about you but I think people like those nowadays are hard to find.

So uncle... If you have Internet there and you're reading this then i just wanna say thank you. You've done a great job raising your kids, making your wife happy, and making the family proud. Thank you for taking me to those holiday trips. You're gone now. It's hard to accept. But i wanna guarantee you one thing. We will never ever ever forget you :)

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