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Monday, April 5, 2010
chelsea final
It was not the birthday gift I was expecting. I woke up to find out that my aunt was in the hospital. My aunt was in a coma. She was in and out of the hospital. I was supposed to be going out to eat for my birthday, but I was so devastated from the situation that I did not feel like doing anything anymore. I and some of my family went to the hospital to visit my aunt to see how she was doing. When we arrived at the hospital, she was just lying there in the bed still. The machine starting beeping and I saw doctors rushing into the room telling us to get out. Thirty minutes later, the doctor came out and approached us that my aunt had passed away.
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