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My Life In El Salvador

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Motionless, lifeless, and ignored was what should have been the center of attention. It was a busy July day in San Salvador, El Salvador. I was traveling from the center of the capitol to my aunt’s home in the outskirts of the city. Traffic was chaotic as usual, I did not suspect to face anything out of the ordinary, but hasty bus drivers and angry automobile conductors. After half an hour of the mundane traffic and of constant honking, we came across a closed off lane by an ambulance and police cars. It was evident what happened; a man was murdered during broad daylight. The man was lying down facing up with his left hand extended out motionless. A trail of blood came from his upper right pectoral. A man was murdered and the cops did not do anything to make sure the man was protected from the general population. They did not even have the decency to cover the man with black plastic as usual protocol would call for. It was …show more content…

I want to make sure that the nameless and lifeless man is heard through me. I want to discover how I can make the rest of the world see who was the last person that man saw. I aspire to become a medical examiner. Although, I strive to help the deceased, I most importantly strive to help the living. Seeing the dead man ignored made me realize there are people calling for help, but are consistently disregarded. Johns Hopkins is a diverse and large school with many students who simply pass by each other after class or in the quads. I want to discover what hidden wonders and valuable lessons that are with the students that surround me. I don’t want to disregard anyone on campus because they all have something I can gain and something they might need or learn from me. The center of attention should not be for the one’s who know it all, but the one’s who have yet to know it all. I want to make sure if someone is in need of help that they become the center of

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