Waking on December 7th of 2010, I knew my life would never be the same. I went from being an optimistic kid to being shrouded in darkness as a result of a family tragedy.
I had just found out that my cousin had been brutally murdered. Instantly, I broke down crying, but by the end of the day, I had stopped and realized that my cousin, Satwant Rai, was a hero. He rescued a friend, who was being threatened at gunpoint, and took 3 life-ending bullets just a couple minutes before law enforcement arrived, saving the lives of his friend as well as his two sisters.
Everyone wondered why I didn’t cry much, because we had a very strong bond. We grew up together in a very close family, with him being like an older brother to me. However, I quickly realized
At the age of eleven, I thought the world was full of candy and rainbows. But then, a big event happened in my life. It is a moment that will never be forgotten. As the event is full of burden in a despondent way, I realized but bad things will and can come your way, but you have to remain positive.
September 2003 is a date that has impacted my life in various ways. Every person is a book in process, we have a beginning, make critical choices, have a climax, but with no wonder how it will completely end. When I was six years old, I didn’t realize I was going to start my American Dream. I was not aware that I was leaving my love ones, my best friend, and my house to live in a country where I knew and had nothing. Crossing the scorching deserts in the middle of the night, I had no idea my life was actually going to change for the better. Being brought from Mexico, I was directly enrolled in Pactolus Elementary School in North Carolina without any basic knowledge of the English language. As a new student, I was afraid to speak because I did not know
A couple weeks later things seemed like they were getting better. He used music as his escape. Me and him would talk about different songs that we liked and how they affected how we felt. Cheesy stuff like that. Then one night at around 11 p.m. ish he sends me a link to the song “I’m Sorry.” I listened to it. All I remember is so many things going through my head. My brother in the hospital, his funeral, my
April 21, 2016 the day my life changed forever, the day nothing would ever be the same again. To everyone else it was just another day they were living in. On this day I would have spinal fusion surgery to correct the 60 degree curve in my back with two rods, and twenty-four screws. Everything would change for me during my four hours of surgery. The way I walked, the way I appeared to everyone, I wouldn't have the same balance, and most importantly nobody would talk about me anymore. These were all things I had to deal with for two years. I’ve learned from it that I’m a stronger person for putting up with it, and not letting it get to me all the time. Even if some days were harder than other days.
Everything is perfectly fine, everything is great, then one day it all comes crashing down and shattered pieces are left. My life would never be the same but I guess change is for the best and it forced me to become the person I am today. It’s rough to be the oldest child, especially when your mom is diagnosed with stage 4 cancer and you have 3 younger sisters that look to you for comfort when their mom can’t be there. When the cancer is spread throughout your moms body doctors can’t just get rid of it no matter how badly you wish they could. Rounds of chemotherapy only slow it down, yet it’s still there a lurking monster waiting to reappear at any given moment. Nothing can even begin to describe the fear I felt, and still have to deal
When I was about five years old I had something happen to me that would change forever. My life before this was not the best and was really confusing to understand and that was because I was always moving into different houses with my mom and would always have a new dad which as a little kid you don’t really know what is going on and have to just deal with it. My mother was not the best and did not take really good care of me.
Pain, despair, loss, depression, anxiety. Those are the things that somehow made me as I am today. On October 8th I was born, a happy baby who had no idea the rough road ahead. When I was in second grade my parents got divorced. I was close to my mom so when she moved away I was lost in a whole new way. My dad had always had some anger issues but when they split it was a little more frequent. I had to move schools the next year and it was weird because I didn’t know anything about public school. I remember one day a girl walked up to me and asked if I wore mascara and I didn’t even know what that was. I didn’t know how to make friends, so I decided to be friends with the first person I met. That was a big mistake because she was just
To everyone else, I was the happiest little girl in the world, but people did not see that “at night I no longer dreamed, nor did I let my imagination work during the day. The once vibrant escapes…were now a thing of the past. When I fell asleep, my soul became a consumed black void… With no dreams, I found that words like hope and faith were only letters…words only for fairy tales” (Pelzer ). Dave captured exactly what I was feeling in just a few sentences.
Have you ever felt like everything is going smoothly and you think that it’s going to be the best day ever and nothing’s going to go wrong and then BAM!!! Your life completely changed. This horrible circumstance happened to me on January 24th 2011 04:00.
The war between the republicans and the unionists in Dublin, Ireland gets pretty serious when you read the story (based on an autobiography), "The Sniper" written by Liam O'Flaherty. The republicans want Ireland to stay as a part of the United Kingdom while the unionists want Ireland to be its own country. Because of this war, many people die because of snipers in the army. In my opinion, the sniper can be considered and is a hero. It is because of the reasons he is fighting for, he kills an old lady and his brother,
When I turned 11-years-old my whole childhood began to change my life went from being perfect to everything but perfect. One day I came home to hear the news my father, my best friend; my hero was diagnosed with stage 3 colon cancer. Not knowing the struggle my family was about to take on I just began to cry. I had a million things running through my head what’s going to happen? Will everything be okay? Why him? What is going to happen? With all these things rushing through my head all I could do was cry not knowing this was least worse to come.
My life drastically changed on March, 23 2011. I didn’t think it would result in something this extreme, but I guess I was wrong. It was just a stupid party for my friend Alyssa, because she had finally turned 18. SHe wanted it be something extreme, because she finally became an adult, but I doubt that was the
My life turned upside down in a matter of seconds. As soon as we figured out my parents’ had the plague my whole family got sent to a quarantine camp. Since the disease is airborne, the government had to keep it controlled. “This is for the best, Alexandria. You and Jordan need safety. ” my mom told us as we packed up our stuff. I shoved all of my belongings into a backpack. I realized this would be the last time my life would be normal. Tears flowed down my cheeks as the memories played over and over again like a
Attention Grabber: In the second grade, after a really, really close family friend had passed away I realized that my days were kind of gloomy and that my always positive mindset had drifted off into a place even now I can’t reach, I tried and tried being happy but no matter what I just couldn’t see the world as the gum drop and rainbow type of place I thought it was, and on a Sunday, on October 25th, 2015, after about 9 years of feeling this way, I have been medically diagnosed with depression.
My memory can only place certain moments of that day into a sequence that makes any sort of sense in my head. I recollect the fluttering, fluorescent light bulbs that seem to put me into some sort of morbid spotlight for all to see, and the smell, the sterile smell of a life ended. Much like that of a movie, I saw everything in that hopeless sort of slow motion as if to somehow slow down the reality of what I was to become of me and my family. The early morning of March 24, 2006 was nothing if not the one-day that will forever be seared into my brain. Much like the ritual of an owner branding its animal, I will forever be marked with the horror of that morning.