That Saturday was a regular day for me: dance class in the morning, then a trip to Five Below. But, after dance class that morning, my life changed forever. We pulled into the parking lot, and my mom stopped me from getting out of the car. “I have some bad news,” she said. What went through my mind was that my great uncle had passed away, because just a few days prior, he had been admitted into the hospital for a stroke. So, I started preparing myself. I knew he was sick and wasn’t getting the proper care he needed. Instead, my mom told me that you passed, and I was instantly in disbelief. I said, “okay,” but I just wanted to get out of the car. She started asking questions like, “Do you need a hug?” and “Are you okay?” My response was, “I’m fine.” I went into the store to buy some candy and headphones.