My conscious rang in my head constantly saying, “How can everything go wrong on one of the most important days of my hockey career. Everytime something bad happens, it always has to happen to me. “
You could tell my brother was screaming as much as he could with his small little lungs. I quickly ran over to our tiny bathroom wondering what was going on. There you could see my little brother using all his force to hold up my mom who had fainted on our cement floor. Even with the two of us repeatedly yelling at her to wake up, her eyes stayed closed. I began to really worry. I ran over to her bedroom and scurried through my blanket looking for my phone. As my sister dialed 9-1-1, I ran back into the bathroom where my brother was sobbing. My sister had already called my aunts and cousins over. They were all trying to help wake her up. They called out her name multiple times. They also hovered rubbing alcohol under her nose, in hopes of her waking up. I let my brother know that everything was going to be fine and that the ambulance would be here in no time to help my mom. I was shaking as I sat next to my brother helping him hold up my mom. My older cousin took our spots and helped sit my mom up.
Imagine laying on the floor of the building that you would come to every day. My leg crushed to the point where I couldn't move with out bringing tons of pain. The first couple of hours of me being trapped I began to hear moment of people. Someone had came to the building looking for survivors, they try to help me
ntroduction Back in 2009, when I first came to the United States, I had a terrifying experience. I just finished taking a shower when I suddenly felt out of breath and my heart was pounding fast. With my nursing background, I had to keep calm, drank water and sat down judging
The We were racing through the field and I just kept thinking to myself nothing bad will happen. There was an oil pumping jack on a hill up ahead. The hill was not to steep; it was much like a small ditch. The pumping jack was surrounded with white gravel. As we were getting closer Taylor started to slow down until we finally came to a complete stop. Taylor told us how she used to jump the four wheelers up the hill and how much fun it was. This was the point where I started to second guess being on the four wheeler with a person I did not know. Taylor sped up and jumped over the hill, she landed perfectly. Jadey decided to try it so I held on really tight, we sped up and shot over the hill. We landed great the first time and went back for another round. As Jadey got more confident doing this we began going faster and higher off the hill. It was the fourth round that did not go so well. We took off from about thirty yards away and were going fairly fast, over the hill and up into the air we went. The four wheeler started to tip forward and I could tell we were going to land with the front wheels first. Jadey panicked and hit the brakes right as the front wheels hit the ground which caused me to fly forward and fall off the four wheeler. The four wheeler ran over my left inner thigh and I hit my head on the hard gravel. It all happened so quickly that is was a
A student by the name of Leilani Thomas silently protests her rights ,as she stays seated during the pledge of allegiance .She is Native American and strongly defends her culture and beliefs .In her homeroom class, a teacher wasn't pleased with her decision .So the teacher deducted points off her participation grade because she remains seated during the inauguration of pledge allegiance .Thomas was dumbfounding by the teacher lack of remorse and unintelligent response. The teacher told Leilani “you are making bad choices.”In Thomas defense , she is not making a bad decision moreover, she is standing for her ancestors.
During that situation, I was terrified because I felt an overwhelming feeling of helplessness. At the time, my uncle had recently passed away from the same medical condition as my mother. That is why I continually thought how would my life be like without her. But when my mother and I arrived at the hospital, it felt as if the weight of the world was lifted from my shoulders. This is because throughout the situation, I noticed how the doctors and the staff focused on doing what was needed to help my mother. They
At 8:46 am that morning I felt a sharp pain in my side. It was then that I realized that an airplane had hit me in the side. Parts of me were falling apart and I did not know what to do. As I stood there in despair and not knowing what to do I just looked out and saw many things happen at once. People were scramming to get out and to find safety from this disaster and me. The police and firemen arrived and tried to help the people. Minutes later at 9:03 am my brother who still stood tall and strong was also hit by an airplane. I couldn’t bear to look at him and the pain that he was going through. Though I was in
While I was growing up in Haiti with a happy family. I was a happy child, bad at home but I was a smart girl in school. My family was there for me when I need them, whether in a bad or good situation, they never let me go. Also,
“Please let me live after this situation!”. Those terrifying words came out of my mouth when I was 115 feet off the ground. I was 12 years old when I paid a visit to Six Flags Over Georgia. There was one particular ride that I had never rode before which was the Superman Ultimate Flight ride. This ride is one of the biggest roller coasters in park, and when riding it you are on your stomach as if you were flying. I was always trying to avoid riding the ride, yet my mother wanted me to ride it with her. We spent 3 hours in the line. While waiting in line, I could feel my stomach turning. The closer we got to the ride, the more nervous I got. My palms were sweaty, my heart was racing, and I could not stop thinking about all the bad things that
9-11 It was a normal day in New York city. I was playing basketball with my friends in the park. When I went up for a dunk, and I got fouled and flipped around and snapped my leg. My friends were saying “get some help now.” While was setting down on the floor crying, holding my leg. When my friends called the ambulance for help.
My body began to shake ,and my eyes began to wander. I had never been in a situation as intense and horrifying as that one. Little did I know my life would be changed forever.
The blood pooled around and decorated the pavement. My left leg pinned in the kneeling position, as my right leg laid twisted and mangled. I yelled once, and then regained my composure. The sounds of the woman that hit me echoed through the country landscape that surrounded us, and I gazed off into the field in front of me. I remember thinking “This is how I die”. With seconds feeling like minutes, I quickly decided, “My story is not over”. I immediately fell into meditation, practicing deep breath. I followed through a list of coping skills I frequently taught at my job in a mental health hospital. I reflected on lessons of crisis intervention and therapy techniques searching for a way to fight through this tragic event. I tried not to talk to anyone, wanting to conserve my energy, but I could not help but fight the pain with sarcasm and humor. As the EMT arrived I kindly asked for morphine and surprised everyone that I was joking and smiling, despite the
Reality set in at this moment and I raced over to my brother and embraced him to let him know everything was ok. He looked up at me and asked me if dad was going to die. I remember fighting back my tears and telling him that our daddy was super strong like a superhero and that he was going to be just fine. After a distressing three hours passed I was finally allowed to go back and see my dad. He was lying in a bed almost lifeless. At that moment, they did not know if he was going to have brain damage or if he was going to live through the night. He was covered from head to toe in blood, cuts, and bruises. I could overhear my mom yelling at a nurse at the station asking why they weren’t doing surgery or helping my dad. The nurse asked her to calm down and explained that the head injury my dad suffered from being thrown into a metal telephone pole was extensive and the doctor was examining the x-rays before they could do
I was walking back from lunch with my friend Matt, we were telling each other jokes about dead babies. I looked over and saw my little brother, I turned to Matt and said “watch this” then I ran up to my brother and tried to do a jumping high five. He didn’t think I was trying to high five him he thought I was trying to hit him. Out of instinct he pushed me away and I fell backwards, I landed and pivoted on the ball of my left foot. I thought I had gotten away safe and clear, I went to take a step and BAM! I had been tripped by my own untied shoelace, betrayed by my own apparel. I fell backwards and expected to hit lockers, unfortunately it wasn’t lockers or even a door. I had crashed into the glass display case, oh the utter humility. I hit the ground and leaned up on one arm, I was fine, not a scratch. Mrs. Wright come running up in total mom mode “ Oh my God, are you alright, AHH, don’t move!”.