Moment That Changed My Life

I stepped off the bus and to my surprise, my mom was not there. I looked around and spotted my brother Paul waiting for me. He told me my mother was in the hospital with my oldest brother, Jason, who had just been in a car accident which left him with a broken neck, shoulder and forearm. The experience of his recovery inspired me to look at life differently. I believe everything happens for a reason, I spend more time with my family and I look up to my brother.

At the young age of eleven years old, I experienced one of the greatest tragedies of my life. My brother was taken from me when he was struck by a vehicle and sustained injuries he could not recover from. It was this moment in my life where I realized more than ever the importance of family. This was a very difficult and confusing time for me, but with the strength of my family and the Christian faith my family

His father hadn't followed through with all the "neat stuff" he'd promised my son. My son's step-brothers had more privileges than he had. His father loved his stepchildren more than he loved him. He didn't like his step-mother. He hated school! He got in trouble. Nothing had turned out the way he had imagined it. He wanted to come home

       The pain began to set in from my fall, so like any normal six year old I started to cry. That 's when my brother snapped into action and picked me up off the ground, immediately fleeing the scene...right in the middle of dad 's tantrum. I remember feeling

I really wanted to go and see my brother, but my parents wouldn't let me and that made me When my parents went to go see my brother and I wanted to go, but they wouldn't let me. I sat there and waited for my parents to get back in silence. When they got back they looked like they were about to cry and just me seeing them made me cry. We sat there for an hour in silence until a nurse came in and said we had to go to a different floor and so we headed upstairs and by that moment I knew what was going on, my brother wouldn't make it. When we got upstairs we went into this room that was bigger than the one we were in. We all sat there in silence for a long time and then someone came in and said that we can say our final goodbyes to my brother.Next thing I knew I seen a priest and I tried to stay in the room but I couldn't do it. When my brother was still alive, he was my hero and I wanted to be like him. Smart, caring ,and he helped others.That night really screwed my life, even to this

If someone were to ask me for the most significant turning point in my life, I wish I can say that it is something as dreamy as a romantic proposal, getting married, getting promoted to my dream job, or something more magical. Instead, my most relevant answer to that question is migrating. Since I was six years of age, just when my father passed away, my mother has been preparing my sisters and me to relocate to the United States. In a prompt by Bettelheim, I once read, "As Piaget has shown, the child's thinking remains animistic until the age of puberty" (319). In my case, moving was something I have been aware of for most of my growing years, and admittedly, something I have always anticipated. Because truthfully, as an Asian kid living

Priorities. The ambivalent, nebulous pecking order that exerts reasonable control over each and every one of our lives. Their complex meaning combined with their personalization make them one of the things that can help define the humanistic self-concept. People tend to attach themselves to the very idea of their priorities, fearing they might lose a part of themselves if they were to change the list. Personally, I was that same way. I never in my wildest dreams thought mine would ever change very much. Swimming would always come first, followed by academics, then my obligations to family, friends and God, and lastly everything else fell beyond that, seemingly insignificant. However, one event, and the ripple effect from it, would change this thinking forever: the day my asthma started.

As a child I have always been known to my family as a quiet person. My parents would always tell me to be more open, to speak loudly, to get out of my shell. I really couldn’t find a way to express myself to get out what I was feeling inside to the my parents and to the world. As I started getting older I found ways to express myself through writing, and painting. Although I didn’t speak much I wrote my thoughts down in my little journals at home, though it being positive or negative, it became like therapy for my soul. I would write about moments that impacted my life and would then use them as lyrics that I would record myself signing to. These songs would serve as motivation to keep me moving forward. As an introvert I used creativity

Only 38% of girls who have a child before the age of eighteen get a high school diploma. Thankfully with my motivation and support I was on the positive side of this statistic. Even though I have come a long way within the past year, it has been a year full of challenges and emotions. Within two days I found out that I was expecting a baby, I went into shock because of the life adjustment that I would have to make, and I also built the strength up to tell my mom about the pregnancy.

An accident can happen to anyone at any time. It is so unusual and it happens because of our unwillingness and careless. I have heard news about people getting car accident in radio and TV. But this time I have experienced a nightmare incident in my life. I feel that everything happens for a reason .This is why my life has changed into a different one. Our life is designed in such a way that we have to learn various information as we grow up and we will learn by doing certain mistakes. Accident can amend your life in numerous manner: Realization of several mistakes, beginning of new sort of life, and lowers the level of quality of life.

It was a bone chilling January night; my mom received a call at about 11:15 PM, a call that changed my life forever. My Aunt June was on the other line. She was crying so hard my mother could barely understand her. Through the sobbing my mom finally understood that Brian, my cousin, had been in a horrible accident and she didn’t know how bad it was. My mother jumped out of the bed after she hung up the phone. She screamed up the stairs at my sister and me; it was a nerve shrilling scream. I could hear fear in her voice. My mom was always yelling at us growing up if we forgot to do something. She would even get us out of bed to finish something that wasn’t done completely. This particular

It was 7:00 am and the store clerk was opening up for the day when he saw an unusual sight. A running car in the middle of the parking lot before opening hours. As the clerk approached the car he saw a hose running from the exhaust into the car window. Why? he asked himself. When he reached the car he saw a man in the driver's seat sitting lifeless with a note placed on the dash. The clerk’s blood ran cold as he realized before his eyes was a man who took his own life. As he backed away from the car with awe he immediately called the police and only imagined why such a young person would take their own life. In that moment he knew his life and those who knew the young man in the car would never be the same.

When I was about 4 or 5 years old, my little brother was just recently born, and my older brother was roughly 8 or 9, I saw my mom have the first seizure I have ever seen in my entire life. Never in my life would I have thought this event in my life would affect the rest of my life. A few years later my parent sat us, kids, down to let us know it just was not working for them and they needed to be apart.

It seemed like a normal day, I'd just gotten off of school and ran to the school bus like normal. It was sunny, but in the air was a bone chilling breeze. As I waited in line to get on the bus, I searched for my bus partner frantically hoping I wouldn't have to sit next to a rowdy immature little 5th grader. Eventually the bus doors flew open and kids started shoving and pushing. I eventually got on and went towards the back as I was an 8th grader so I got dibs on the back of the bus. I sat down next to my friend, the bus went off on its route like everyday. But that day something happened that would change my life, “ring ring” my mother was calling me. I answered and asked her what she needed, my mother proceeded to tell me that there was a huge surprise waiting for me when I got home.

Throughout my life, I’ve had many turning points, whether it’s something I could control or not. Sometimes, the decision you make can cause a turning point in your life. Whether it is a good or bad decision, it’s something you have to live with. Many times, in my life I’ve made the wrong decision, but I’ve also made many good decisions that have made my life better. The biggest turning point in my life was because of a decision I made mostly on my own.