We all do have them, so what is it?
I guess it would be May 27, 2007, when I woke up and I heard my mom crying, and when I asked her what was wrong, I found out that my uncle Pringle died.
He was the greatest uncle I ever had. He died so young. 44 years old.
He had two daughters, they are twins. They were 7 years old when he died.
He was reading one a bedtime story, and fell asleep and never woke up.
Whenever I listen to "Times Like These" by the Foo Fighters, the song makes me think of him.