Narrative

Hello!
I'm going to review your great school project!! =D
Hope you told your teacher about the reviews by the way XD
This is a very sad and touching narrative. You did, in a subtle way, include poetry in your text; this makes it so much more emotional and heartbreaking!! ToT

I’m not sure I realized how important people were to me at the time. I mean, I knew that I should cherish them, love them because they wouldn’t be here forever, but I think I took that for granted. At least, in my 11 year old brain, people weren’t supposed to just die suddenly. I found out the hard way that they do sometimes.

This first part touched me most personally, since I've never lost someone I know well yet - if you except two great-aunts I've never met... but sometimes I tell myself, what if that happens? though I don't manage to fully grasp the concept. I feel that this is a great way to put it, and, if I try to imagine how it would be for me, I think that I might be able to relate?
I like how "in my 11 year old brain, people weren’t supposed to just die suddenly." has a sort of ironic humour to it, if you know what I mean? I believe it works well here and makes the text (more) interesting to read. "I found out the hard way that they do sometimes." is also good use of technique and fitting with the context.

For the next four years, he made sure I was aware he still had it. I didn’t realize how important that was.

The first sentence is so sweet, the second one is so heart-wrenching!! ToT The contrast is so horribly great... Probably my favorite part, but I can't really decide.

It was third grade, I think, when we sort of fell apart, found our friends.

Maybe, here, you could have said "found our own friends" instead of just "found our friends"? Because if you were already friends, then you already had at least a friend and the "new" ones might not be the only and "true" friends? If you know what I mean. This part breaks the flow slightly and is kind of confusing, especially since you already use a simple noun "friends" above, so it is a bit repetitive if you add another simple one.
Did I just confuse you with that last part? Yes, I know, I'm terrible at explaining. Please feel free to ignore this if you don't understand - or you can ask me and I'll (try to) explain it better?? Sorry!

I remember the bus ride.

I love how this part has its own line. It is good because, firstly, it's a repetition of I remember so it isn't strange. Secondly, it announces the next part and, thirdly, it makes a simple thing like a bus ride into a big thing that feels important and meaningful - which it became, due to how the person is only a memory now. I hope that you are able to get over it and that it isn't too hard! Truly sorry. And I should have said this first thing. Sorry again!!

I was right, though. “Even if,” they said. Not when, but if. “Even if he wakes up, he won’t be the same.” He won’t be him anymore.

I know how hard it must have been. For his parents. To make that decision.

I did not completely understand this part, since it is a bit out of context. However, well writen! And the out of context part does not matter, only made me wonder a bit.

He had a brother, a little brother. I wonder how he feels. I never met him.

Noooo this is so sad!!!! This is the most heartbreaking thing you can do to a reader ToT
Well, not really... I've read worse things. But still. It's called a hyperbole! =D

He’s gone, forever.

And I didn’t even say goodbye.

The just as incredibly sad end reflects the rest of the narrative. Great ending - great narrative overall, actually! So so so so sad but great. Thank you for sharing this!!! Keep writing and have a wonderful day

- HMMHhehe the potato

Hello yuuki! It's AJ here! This is a really heart wrenching story about a loss and I had to reread it a couple times for it to really sink in.

I’m pretty sure the last thing I said to him was, “see you next year.” I don’t recall what he said to me. But I recall his laugh, and I remember when I took a bottle and stuffed it with ripped up post-its, and gave it to him. For the next four years, he made sure I was aware he still had it. I didn’t realize how important that was.

This is a really nice way of setting up who he was. There's one little punctuation issue. It should be, "I said to him was, "See you next year." Capitalize the S. My one question, were the post-its just ripped up post-its or did they say something?

I remember when one of my friends came up to me, told me what happened. “He’ll be fine,” we said. It was naïve and childish and we all knew it. I remember the waiting. I remember telling myself I should go see him, but I couldn’t. I was scared. I was terrified because I somehow knew he wasn’t him anymore.

Small thing here too. "he wouldn't be himself anymore." Is a better way of putting it.

I know how hard it must have been. For his parents. To make that decision. He had a brother, a little brother. I wonder how he feels. I never met him.

I didn’t go to the funeral. I didn’t know it was happening. Nobody told me. I was scared my parents would find out. Hell, I still am. They don’t know how often I cry. Not as much as before, but it still happens.

This part made me cry. The decision his parents had to make. Although, I am wondering why you're scared your parents might find out. I'm a little confused about that part.

Overall, this is a really honest piece about about loss. There's just a few grammar issues and context issues. If you added more context this would hit way much harder.
Keep living and writing!
AJ