Personal Narrative Essay

And then, the day I had feared of most, finally arrived. We lost our father, the only figure I truly felt safe with. After months of mourning and painful transformations, our mother fell sick. In those terrible days, days during which I was locked in the basement most of the time, for my safety and even more: for the safety of my family, I was incapable of helping. To this, I regret even today.

The next morning I woke up pressed against the wall, my hair in disarray around my head and my shirt bunched up on the sides. I lifted myself up and groggily rubbed my eyes before doing the usual.

I was having my normal conversations with Allie as I usually did when I heard my door creak a little, I turned around to see my father sitting there with a puzzled look on his face and I was lost for words just as he was. “Holden”, he said pausing for a while to gather his thoughts, you do

His skin was sun kissed and gorgeous. His smile was contagious and she fought the urge to grin at him like an idiot. She watched the slight pink of his tongue show between his teeth, how the very apples of his cheekbones turned a sweet ruddy red as he struggled to control himself.

“Well, it was. You’ll understand once I will tell you the reason why you are here at the moment, my dear.” he quickly said, as if that was the answer he was waiting for.

“I think so too,I think it’s time for you to go to sleep,it’s getting late,” whispered my dad.

“Go to sleep. You have school tomorrow. You don’t have to tell Daddy until you’re ready. Good night, Allison."

"I know I blackmailed you, got you in loads of trouble, irritated you, and even risked your life in that accident. But I never meant you harm. I've called you 'selfish' and 'proud,' but so am I. You aren't the snob I always assumed you were when I first approached you. In fact, you have an entirely different persona. And I like that." I hoped that was a compliment. "I like you. Will you give me a chance, Helen? Be my girlfriend?"

"Wow, I never knew someone could be so excited to speak to me." I said.

“My mamma ate bad. My grandma ate bad. Now, the food was good, so good, but you know it’s like soul food, so it’s not that good for you. My mamma had diabetes too. I’m sure grandma did too, but she didn’t go to the doctor ever. She couldn’t afford it. I can though. That’s how I found out I had diabetes. I got it from them, of that I am sure.”

“Yes,” you answered slowly. Of course you knew he was an angel, if he wasn’t there was little chance the two of you would’ve ever met.

We stood in front of my house and Bender pulled me into a tight hug.

In the hospital, with almost all my blood lost, I was also unconscious several days. Marilyn visited me, but I do not remember that. Only a week later I commenced little by little to come down to Earth. Marilyn’s first words that I remember were, “You’re better, you will recover soon. I love you.” But I couldn’t say anything clearly for a long time, and just listened to her.

I recovered myself a little. “Oh” I said, “yes, i'm quite fine don't worry about me and call me Leo i'll prefer if you did.”

“Alright, be like that.”, she murmured under breath as she dragged herself to an available seat.