<human>: So like many posts on this subreddit, this didn't happen today, but a few months ago. 7 months and 2 weeks ago. After school one day, my mom had to go to the store to pick up stuff for my family. It was me, my little brother, my mom, her boyfriend and my aunt and uncle. My uncle was at work at the time. I had the option to stay home and relax, but I decided to go with, only to sit in the car. I didn't even go in, just sat there, waiting for mom to come back. Maybe 30 minutes later, my mom comes back to the car crying. I immediately started to worry because she's my mom. I asked what was wrong, and what she said will never leave my mind. "Aunt *blank* is in the hospital." She wasn't breathing and didn't have a pulse. We went home and mom went to the hospital to meet my uncle there. I stayed home with mom's boyfriend. Let's skip through those next two weeks, as they were horrible. I got picked up 10 minutes earlier from school. I thought this was odd, but I didn't question it. I went out to the car with mom and she said, "Do you want to talk here or at home?" I said, "Here." I asked what was wrong, and she responded with, "It's aunt *blank*..." I asked, "Is she gone?" She nodded. Instantly, I felt my heart sink. Two days later was her funeral. I've been thinking that if I'd stayed home, I could've tried to save her. It's been seven months since she passed, and I still think of her everyday.

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<bot>: Went to the store, uncle found my aunt unresponsive in the meantime. Two weeks later she passed away. Maybe I could've saved her.