It was November,16th 2014 Me, my mom, brother and sister had stopped by my uncle Wayne's house to see him because he was really sick and we hadn't seen him in a long while.We had sat and talked to him for like an hour or more, he was telling us that he was feeling a little better, he was able to walk again and he had also told my sister that she may have been stronger than him. We were all laughing and having a good time, we had finally left when it was getting late, we had to get home and get ready for bed.We didn’t talk to him after that until I called him and wished him and my aunt Regina (mimi) a merry christmas. Everything was going go for him and he was staying strong. Then on December 29th,2014 I was laying in bed and for no reason I started thinking about my uncle Wayne. My dad had came upstairs , told me that I needed to come downstairs so he could tell me something and I was thinking in my head that it was my uncle Wayne. I asked my dad if it was my uncle Wayne and he said “ sissy your uncle Wayne just died” I just feel to the ground , I couldn’t even think, I thought it was a joke . I walked down stairs and I lost it, I couldn’t believe it. My uncle was my best friend I talked to him about everything and he was the only person in the world was really there for me when I just needed to talk to someone. I had lived when him for my whole sixth grade year so he could help me with school and when I left his house we had got into an argument because one of my best friends had died and he had told me that I needed to stop crying because we hadn’t talked in like a year. That was the biggest goodbye I have ever done and it hurt me more than anything in the world.