Personal Narrative: An Experience That Changed My Life

An experience that changed my life was on May 19th, 2014, my brother’s death. It changed my life in a positive and negative way. You would think that death would devastate someone for the rest of their life, but my brother’s death actually changed my life. I’m not saying that his death didn’t have a negative effect on me, but it had more of a positive effect on me than anything. His death made me an introvert, think for myself, and see things differently. I’m not saying that I’m glad my brother is dead, but I’m glad it opened me up. Before my brother died, I was ALWAYS with him. I thought that I was happy as a poor man with a bag of gold. Now that he is gone, things are a little different for me. I feel like if I didn’t have him to talk to, then I don't need anyone to talk to. Emotionally I’m an introvert, but it comes off as aggression. I realized I used my brother for everything. I used him for my father, my counselor, my friend, my guidance, and most of all my motivator. I didn’t put myself out there enough to talk to other …show more content…
It showed me that people only care for you when you are dead, in jail, or hurt. Lots of people were false claiming saying that he is a family member of theirs. I finally got a glimpse of the REAL world. I was so trapped in my fantasy, “Falfa World”, that I didn’t observe other things and other people. Well, at Falfa’s funeral I observed everything. I saw how people were crying and saying that they were going to change because they didn’t want to end up like my brother, but two weeks after the funeral they went back to doing the same thing. Looking back at all of this I realize it made me a different person. I am more focused now and I am my own person. I still feel like Falfa still lives through me. Even though my brother is gone he still puts effects on me. His death made me an introvert, think for myself, and see things differently. I wish I could thank him for making me a better