Day I Got Lost

Mother: a term, an idea, an individual. In my case, a singular woman associated with love, nurture, and safety. Unfortunately, life rarely, if ever, takes an individual’s feelings into consideration when doling out hardships. My mother was diagnosed with cancer October 2007, and immediately engaged in chemotherapy in an attempt to slow the disease’s spread. The treatment seemed to work, and she entered remission. In the theme of most things good, it was over way too fast. In almost no time at all, I could barely recognize my own mother; so heavily had the cancer retaliated and so swiftly had her body shed every ounce of fat. Due to the amount of pain and discomfort she experienced during the initial chemotherapy treatments, my mother opted to forego additional treatments (heedless of outside advice), pursuing alternative medicines instead. I cannot accurately describe the feelings of pain, helplessness, and despair I felt watching my mother, the woman who cared for me whenever I was sick, wasting away in front of me. Her pain ended on December 27th, 2009, when her body finally lost the fight against itself. The day I lost my mother was the single most horrible day of my life.

I woke up to the sounds of pans banging and bacon sizzling, and pancakes cooking. It was a gorgeous morning filled with joy and hope, these days are my favorite days. The sun is shining and the wind is blowing calmly. The birds are chirping their happy songs as the sound of kids having little discussions arose in the atmosphere. I was but the smell of bacon and pancakes over through me and got me off my twin size bed full of unorganized soft warming blankets. I walked down the winding stairs to find my little sister banging pans like she was in a band, my mom didn’t like it but i just laughed and smiled.

Everyone human in the world has had a horrible day or the best day that they could ever imagine. Most of the time, an individual will experience both in their lifetime. For example, death, losing a job, or failing an important class could count as a day that an individual would never repeat. Inversely, finding love, getting accepted into college, or winning the lottery could count as a person’s best experience. To summarize, there are days or experiences that a person would pay 1,000,000 to repeat, and there also times at which a person wouldn’t accept an endless supply of money to relive.

It was the worst day of my life. Let 's start with the not so bad part of the story. It was our first family vacation all together. My first vacation was in Arizona with my mom to see my aunt and uncle and two of my cousins. Anyway, we went to Disneyland to ride a bunch of roller coasters. I have never been on a roller coaster, but everyone else in my family loves them. So, I wanted to try it to see if I liked them too! There was a one of a time roller coaster that they only had for the summer of 2012, and I was for sure that I wanted to go on it. It was a huge giant roller coaster that went over the entire park. It went through the trees and even underwater! I was so pumped to go on it. My mom and I were in line for the Disaster, well

At first, we were fighting dragons and slaying the king and beholding his crown, then we got bored and tried going outside and being all star NFL players and making the most spectacular plays that anyone could ever complete. Then it was the most boring day of our life. I can’t believe that we were going to spend our last day of summer sitting here exceptionally bored. Dawson and I thought that It would be a spectacular idea to hang out today before school starts. We were both busy the rest of the summer so today was the only day we could do it. Usually during school time, my parents want me to focus on school and they don’t want me to be outside, but every once in awhile if I have my homework done, I will be able to go outside and play. Besides that my parents liked me to focus on school. Dawson and I sat in his house, pondering on what to do. We have been sitting there staring at the T.V. all evening long.

Unique is a funny, kind hearted, loving, and social person. He made friends very easy because he always kept them laughing. We've been friends for some years now, and he always make sure that I'm okay. One Sunday afternoon, he decided to hang out with two male friends, whom he met through his girlfriend. The three of them decided to go to the park and chill. No one suspected the crazy events that followed.

As soon as I walked into Bradford High, for the first time i could have a normal life with my family. When I enter the class I saw an empty seat in the back. As I started to walk to the back,I saw all the students staring at me and when i saw his face , i would drop and hope he'll catch me. I thought he was cute with his dirty blonde beach hair, blue eyes almost like gold, he felt my heart with love and i notice his name was Blake. I was in love for the first time, but he didn't know my secret.

Most days are the same routine. However, some days have great impact on your life. That day for me was when I went from being an only child to having more siblings than I can count. My parents divorced when I was very young so growing up I always had two houses to go to. My routine involved every other weekend visiting my Dad and throughout the week I was at my mom’s house, which is normal for someone with divorced parents. I was my mom’s only daughter, so I grew up knowing how to play by myself and all the things only children get to enjoy. Well, most of the time at least.

“Five more minutes,” I groaned as I layed in my bed one cloudless Monday morning while my mom annoyingly stood in the doorway of my room, rapidly clapping her hands to wake me up.

February 22, 2012- a day I will always remember, possibly because perhaps it is by far the worst day of my life. Losing someone very beloved, someone very close to you is a tragedy, now imagine me, a 10 year old experiencing this for the first time, it was a very rough experience for me, from this experience,however, I learned that it is true what they say, death does bring people closer together.

It was the worst day I have ever been through in my life. Every time I think about it, it brings back the most painful sadness, the kind that makes your heart and stomach drop and makes you feel like you’re going to vomit. There’s no feeling like it, nothing compares to losing a friend to a silent demon. I remember that day like it was yesterday, but it’s different. When I go back to picture it there’s this haze and fog. It’s like dream.

Fridays and the weekend are the most favorite days of the week for everyone. The approaching weekend provided a breath of fresh air and a sigh of relief. Fridays for high schoolers are synonymous with no burden fun with individuals relaxing at home, going out with friends, or showing their school spirit during the sports events that occur. For me personally, fridays are game days, with lots of clicking, tapping, and yelling, full of video games galore. A constant Skype call running through my group of friends creating a state of bliss during which all my school responsibilities are forgotten. But, I don't have a specific day I would call my favorite only a specific time. It's the time around 7 pm every day during which my whole family comes together to our dining room to share dinner together.

I wish I could say I would never forget but truthfully some of it I have or actually maybe I have not forgotten but more like tucked it away in my unconscious mind and only think about it when triggered. I am talking experiencing the worst day of my life! It happened Aug 19, 2005 which I actually had to ask my mom the exact date because I have totally blocked it out. I am speaking of a horrific accident that my oldest son Kestan now 14, when he was 8 yrs old put his hand in a electric meat grinder and lost more than half of his hand! I suffer from PTSD or Post Traumatic Stress Disorder is defined as a disorder that follows a distressing event outside the range of normal human experience and

From that moment on I knew my life was over. Since my father’s death I always thought I already had something terrible happen to me. I thought I already went through a inadequate experience that affected my life. Which means that I thought nothing bad was ever going to happen to me again. I thought that was true until April 29th 2013, one of the worst days of my life.

It was a hot sunny day. The sun blazed like crazy. That was the day a special girl was born.