Personal Narrative: A Day In The Emergency Room
As I’m sitting in the emergency room waiting room considering what I could’ve possibly done to be entitled to this. I’m only 10 how could I be responsible for something like this. I sat there staring at my siblings deeply absorbed in thought. In a way I knew that my day would end with news that would disappoint me. I think it’s better if I back up just a little. The evening of July 13th, 2010 was a transformative evening, As a young girl experiencing something like this impacts you significantly and it has impacted everything I have done up to this point. I can honestly say I have not acted like a normal teenager or kid ever since. After what happened I was forced to abandon my childhood and become someone my two siblings could look up to, not resent. Doing this has made me stronger and more protective of my family, it also taught me not to take anything for granted. Remembering the paramedics arriving, I stood outside carrying my little brother and holding my sisters hand while my mom was inside with the paramedics. Sounds like a scene from a movie I’m aware, I thought I was dreaming. In all honesty, my body was in shock. Next thing I remember is my mom telling us to get in my dad’s jeep. The car ride to the ER was a blur. The thing is I replay that day in my head a lot and think of what I could’ve done to prevent it. I’ve tried erasing it from my thoughts but it always
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It throws your world into pain and chaos, and your future depends on how you react to the mess that’s been thrown at you. But in the end it makes you emotionally stronger and resilient. Since we can’t control a lot of the horrendous stuff that happens in our lives, we might as well control how we react to these things. I feel like this experience has taught me many things. The biggest one and the one that I always keep in mind is that one minute you’re here the next you’re not. Life is truly precious and it should be treated as
It throws your world into pain and chaos, and your future depends on how you react to the mess that’s been thrown at you. But in the end it makes you emotionally stronger and resilient. Since we can’t control a lot of the horrendous stuff that happens in our lives, we might as well control how we react to these things. I feel like this experience has taught me many things. The biggest one and the one that I always keep in mind is that one minute you’re here the next you’re not. Life is truly precious and it should be treated as