My Worst Day

Nineteen years ago, my family experienced the most earth-shattering moment anyone could imagine, the death of a child. Growing up, I have always seen boy’s picture that hangs above our mantle. Every January, we have family and friends bombard us with phone calls, trying to take my family’s minds off of the tragedy, but until recently, I never understood exactly why. At fourteen, I finally gained the nerve to ask about the boy whose picture hung above the mantle, so my teary-eyed mother sat me down and told me about the death of my big brother.

When I had woken up on that cold, crisp morning I smelled what I smell every morning, fresh brewed coffee, and hot biscuits. Every morning my mom wakes up and makes breakfast for everyone. The breakfast always includes coffee with biscuits and gravy, and today I knew I was going to need both. At five I was ready to pick my brother and head to Sunday Creek Wildlife Area. My brother was not a very happy person in the morning. The last fourteen years of my life I spend almost every weekend with him in a car headed to a wrestling tournament of some kind. Whether it be club wrestling or school, we were always together, so I knew not to talk to him in the morning until he had his morning coffee. Cody and I were on our way to the Wildlife Area when we came across a older man with a flat tire, since we had time to spare due to the sun not coming up until seven thirty we helped him and were back on the road.

I came back from school from a stressful day, with significant homework. “UGH!!!! I’m so stressed out, I need to relax in bed for a while.” I complained. I opened the door to my house. “Mom, I’m home!!!”

You would think the day I got the news would be the worst day of my life so far. Or the first time I got news like that period. But when something overwhelming like that happens to you, so many emotions fill you all at once. Dread, disbelief, fear, hope… everything. And with all those emotions rushing through you, it becomes hard to understand what you’re actually feeling- the main emotion you’re experiencing. And so you don’t really have time to think on what’s happening because you’re so confused. It’s almost as if you’re brain just can’t process feeling more than one thing at a time. So you just sit there almost… numb and… alone.

“Another way to accidentally ruin a person’s life is becoming so obsessed with saving money that one forgets to invest in the life that is quickly passing him by.” We live in a small town. It is quiet and everyone keeps to themselves. Although, in my perspective there might be a few cheapskates. My family has been here for the last one hundred years ,but this woman has been here longer. Her name is Bertha, Bertha Smalls that is. She happens to be one hundred and two years old and she moves like she is in her fifties. She goes on and on about how cheap thing use to be. I kinda feel bad for the old woman.

I thought it was just an ordinary day at elementary school, because it started out that way. I couldn’t have been more wrong. What happened next became the worst day of my life.

I thought this summer day would be the best day, I woke up at 9:00 a.m the bright sun was peeking through my window and the birds were chirping. I didn’t have to worry about getting ready fast to make the bus or do any homework. My mom finally had a day off work and we were going to go shopping and go swimming.

I once heard a quote that T. Roosevelt said. It started with “Believe you can and you’re halfway there.” I have believed and my life has been already halfway there. On a cool spring day, on May 25, 2005 I was welcomed to the world. I was born an identical twin at 2:29 PM. I was born first. I was referred to as Baby A before I was born. I weighed 6lbs 12oz and 18 ¾ inches. I had to be in the nursery for 12 hours to get more oxygen. I was named after Jada Pinkett Smith. My mom decided on the name and my sister picked me to be named Jada. Many of our family and friends came to hold and see me. That was a day I will never forget.

The next day came around the corner and it happened to be a school day so I had to get ready. After I got dressed I went to my mom’s 2009 Chevy Suburban and went to school. 12 hours later I was home, My dad had to go on a business trip to Alabama and my mom had to run some

22nd September 2015, the hardest day of my life as I received the news that I could not pass my step 2 CK examination! The only failure of my life and at this stage! It was even harder, as I was in the United States and had no one to support. Therefore, I planned to give up, leave a wonderful clinical opportunity, prepone my flight and go back! Which I did, except for going back! While riding in the subway for airport, I witnessed an incident of seizures in 7 to 8 years old boy, which refreshed my objectives.

One day I woke up to get ready for school just like any other day. I got dressed, brushed my teeth, and walked out the door. I felt really good that day. I felt like I was floating on a cloud ready to do anything. I felt like I never did before, like I could see anything and everything. It was like nature had granted me a wish. Later that day it suddenly became one of the worst days of my life. As my parents sat me down and told me that my Grandpa had died.

This was the scariest day of my life. Well it kinda turned into weeks. Anyway, let me tell you about my most frightening experience. It all started with a really fun trip to the beach. My cousins and I were splashing around in the water and having a blast! We loved jumping in the waves and playing in the sand. We also had surfing competitions where we would see who could stay on the board the longest. It was the best week ever! It was sad to end the trip but I think I was ready to come home. What I didn’t know, however, was that I wouldn’t be home for several more weeks. I helped my parents load up the car. My sister Lily was 8 and she was having a breakdown about leaving. She too had cousins that she only saw once a year. We got in our old suburban, said our goodbyes, and left. The car ride was 4 hours! I was already tired of being in the car after the first hour, so I started counting down hours until when I knew we would be home.

It seemed like just an ordinary day in Corpus Christi Texas for Sam Anderson, but it would end up being the most unusual day of his life…

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

The worst day in the world started just like any other morning, it was the first morning of the school holidays and Mum had cooked us a breakfast feast fit for the Queen. There were three kinds of eggs, poached, scrambled and fried, with a side of bacon and mushrooms, hash browns and toast, plus pancakes and orange juice. Dad was digging into his serving when he looked up excitedly and said, "Guess what? I 've got a live interview with the one and only, Oprah Winfrey! She 's coming all the way from America and her first stop in Australia is here in Sydney, at our national news broadcaster, Sunshine!" "That 's amazing, Thomas!" said Mum, "Well, Rebecca is going to my work today and see how Mum does her important job." I just rolled my eyes because we both knew that Mum couldn 't leave me at home and I couldn 't go with the others, so Mum was pretty much forced to take me to her work. Actually, I had to remind Mum that I was going to be alone at home today because she forgot about me! "This breakfast is surely going to boost my confidence for my drama exam, today," said Samantha, my 16 year old sister, enthusiastically. "Thanks," said Mum, "Who tells the best chicken jokes? Comedi-hens!" I should 've warned you before, Mum tries to tell funny jokes, because her boss said to 'loosen up’. My mum is an agent for a real estate company. Their company uses 'humour ' to help sell their houses. Adam, my 13 year old brother, covers his ears, pretending to be deafened by Mum 's joke.