I was only in 4th grade when it happened, I was sitting at my desk staring at the teacher, but in a few seconds the door opened. An employee at my Elementary School stood there with a frown on her face. She then explained that my 3rd grade teacher died from breast cancer. She had breast cancer for a long time and she never stopped fighting, but she unfortunately lost the battle...
It took only about ten seconds for me to break down in tears, I looked around at my classmates and saw that they were crying too.
My teacher was very kind, and fun, like most teachers at my school. I loved her personality a lot, and how she never gave up on me even though I had ADD. It really hurt me to hear that she died and I walked to the door of the classroom and suddenly a boy in my class put his hand on my shoulder. He said, "Cheer up, even though we lost her we still have the memories left." (I have to admit, that was pretty deep for a nine-year old.)