The Day My Friend's Dad Died

The Day My Friend’s Dad Died

I was at home sleeping on July 12 and my mom was calling me for breakfast.
“Hey Dmitriy, wake up its time to eat breakfast,” said Wanda.
“Ok! Ok!”
I got downstairs when my mom said,“Dmitriy do you want an egg or pop tart?”
“I will have eggs!”
My brother was just getting up and he wanted a pop tart. Later on in the day my brother and I were playing soccer outside when we found out the bad news. This is what happened at the place. Forty kids and their chaperones were at a beach in the country of El Salvador. They decided to swim in the Pacific Ocean even though there were no lifeguards. They didn’t know there was a strong riptide current.
Two kids went out into the current and got into trouble. They went out near the riptide even though they didn’t know there was one. They started to go under the water. Then Jim saw the two kids and started to go get the two kids. He helped them get to Christian, the main chaperone.
Jim started to subordinate under the water after getting the two kids to safety. Christian swam out to go get Jim. He tied a rope around his waist. He was being pulled in and they got him to shore. It was too late. Jim had swallowed too much water, and had drowned.
This was my first funeral. After the funeral we all grieved but after a while we got done grieving.

Dmitriy H