A Lesson I Learned the Hard Way

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A lesson I learned the hard way
Introduction
The joy that comes when you are surrounded by friends and relatives is tremendous.
Friends and relatives not only give pleasure but advice one to live in dignity and a balanced life
(Farber, 54). However, the pain of losing one of them is too much. Learning how to forget the
last moments you had together is difficult. Despite parents and religious leader’s advice, learning
to cope up with life is not easy. In this narrative essay, it is going to elaborate on the lesson I
learned the hard way to adapt to new surrounding without the beloved one.
Even though Janet was not my blood sister I considered her as one, we shared a lot of
things including academic materials, life stories and played together. We were emotionally
attached to everything we did. One day as Janet’s seventeenth birthday was approaching; we
agreed that I would welcome her to our home place so that we can arrange how to carry out the
birthday party. She arrived at precisely two in the afternoon. We shared a lot of stories and how
to make the birthday as joyous as never was in the past. After finishing the arrangement, we
shared drinks while cracking jokes on how school sessions were because at that time it was the
holiday period. Around five in the evening, it was time for Janet to go back home and wait for
her seventeenth birthday which was in three days’ time (Schwarzer,66). I accompanied her to the
bus station, hugged her and stared at their way their van which was playing a soft sound music to
passengers. No sooner had I turned to go back home than I had the hooting of vehicles and brake
scratches on my back. It attracted my attention so much that I could not go without looking back.
It was unimaginable; a lorry had ramped into in public service vehicle, to make the matter worse,
it was the vehicle that Janet had bordered to head back to their home. I felt confused preparing