Personal Narrative: The Day I Spent Before Dying

On 09/12/2016, I Deputy Daniel Pruitt was dispatched to 52455 West Highway 16 for an unattended death compliant. I arrived on scene st 6:45pm and meet with Creek County EMS unit 40.

Is the afterlife real and is there something beyond this world? I have always believed that heaven is a real place yet skeptical about the stories that I read about others having near death experiences. That all changed on August 9, 2010. A day just like any other day turned into the worst and scariest day of my life. The events of the day are forever burned in my memory. That is the day I became a member of the near death experience club. I now know that near death experiences are real and people do experience them.

Please, oh please let the words come. I sit, and stare, and type, and I backspace. No one will like it. My work is crap. Crap, crap, crap. I crumple my paper watch it fall. The clock taunts with its ticking reminding me of all I want to forget. It creates a beat; a song. Poetic chords and dismal notes ring in my ears. But no, this is thought I should avoid. I am great- better than great. People will love this. Oh please, please, please let them love this. Will my legacy amount to nothing more than abysmal hope? This is the last time I think of it. Oh please don’t let me think of it. The blank page stares at me and I begin to write. One word, then another, then another, and another. You will never know what comes out onto the page until it is

The leather feels cold under my fingertips as I sit on our living room couch. My feet are propped up on the small coffee table, banging together lightly in boredom. Mom sits with me, our shoulders barely touching. It's only been twelve hours since I found Laura in the alley and the police already want to put us into protective custody. I don't want to go, but there is nothing tying me here anymore. Laura's gone.

Brittany was said to seem cleared eyed and peaceful. Yet she still wanted to end her life. I don’t think that people should be able to take their life if the still have six months, that’s a lot of time. Also what qualifies a doctor to be able tell someone if they should or should not be able to take their life. However, I do think that at a certain point where the body is completely broken down and the person can do absolutely nothing they should have an option to end it. But if you allow every person that has a hard time be allowed to apply to “die with dignity” you will have a lot of dead people on your hands, no matter how many check points you put in place. People have a way of getting what they need.

She watched him leave and climb atop his bike. He started it with minimal effort and soon disappeared into the light of day. ‘It was him,’ she thought. All of his words so fresh in her mind, had her frozen in her place. ‘It was him.’ Three simple words that kept coming back to her. ‘He said he’d be there.’ Molly knew the ball was now in her court. She could either call the game and walk away, or she could make a play. Either was the choice was hers’. She held all the control. It’s something she wanted. Death is ineviatable. How we die is something we can decide. Normally we are all on our crash courses with destiny, barreling at speeds we can’t even begin to comprehend towards whatever has been laid out before us. There are times when we can

You Always hear about death in the news, see it in movies , or even read about it

Today I was joined by John (the ox) Entwistle one day after he was pronounced dead in the arms of a Las Vegas stripper from a cocaine overdose 2 days before The Who’s states tour: The bassist of the millennium was in room 658 of the Hard Rock Hotel and Casino in Nevada. The stripper/groupie of the band Alycen Rowse found John cold when she woke up. We talked to him and discussed how he was feeling about his death and hopefully find out the story behind it.

The place was buzzing when I got there and I spotted Kade's mom amongst the crowd. She was sobbing uncontrollably and I was frozen with fear that they had found him dead. Kade was my friend, he couldn't be dead. I made my way over to her and only bumped into two people—seriously in a room that crowded it was a victory. Just as I did so, Bryan Hardy called her into his office. I slipped into the room with her undetected and hide away in the corner farthest away from my boyfriend's father. “Mrs. Ross, there hasn't been any news about your son, but we are doing all we can. The only thing for you to do now is to go home. We'll let you know when we hear something.” I exhaled inaudibly relieved that he hadn't been found dead.

“after the death and loss of a child you have feelings of guilt – which are common but not always present — confront and admit them. Examine the reality of how your child died and your actual intentions and actions at the time. You may see your actions or reactions in a more positive light. Forgive yourself for being imperfect — you did and continue to do the best that you can. After the death and loss of a child one of the major obstacle parents experience in their return to the world of the living is their inability to accept pleasure — or acknowledging that it even exists. But happiness or enjoyment is one of the most important survival tools, even if for just a moment in your grief. It’s okay to laugh in the midst of tears, to smile at someone or something. You might feel that your laughter betrays your child’s memory, but you need to know you are not abandoning your grieving by enjoying yourself. The only way to survive bereavement is to step away from it occasionally” (Rev. Carlos Cancelado).

The year of 2016 I had a lot of problems from dealing with death and money. On April 20,2016 my step mom passed away from colon cancer which made my life change in a bad way but a little good. This problem of losing my stepmom made me feel like it was a piece of my heart has been broken off and fed to a dog as a treat. She came in my life when I was four close to five. I wasn't really expecting this to happen, the doctors did not find out she had it November, but in July they saw the start of it and diagnosed her with a kidney stone. It's been hard getting over the fact that I lost one of my parents at a young age, it also had been hard for my dad and half brother. My half brother is eleven and hasn't really taken it in that his mother is

I looked at the clock. It was half past four in the morning. I rolled over, “Third Rock from the Sun” still playing, my room filled with blue electrical light, and I fell asleep.

Surviving a near death experience can have a lasting impression on an individual. The sheer unpredictability of the event as well as the immediate danger that is presented in front of the person are two. Unfortunately, as a nine-year old, I had an unexpected encounter with a Rottweiler dog as I was coming home from school on a rainy day. It was an experience that made me change my outlook on life and how I perceived danger in general.

I knew how that story was going to end so I shoved my hand through his chest and ripped it out his heart. I slowly moved my hand up and down and side to side to find the heart. All I did was kept breaking bones and then I felt the bloody, juicy heart. It was beating so fast in my hands. I twisted the heart out of its place and yanked it out. I took a big bite of the heart and it was sour and very sweet. I know I should've been patient, but he was mundane. All he did was sit there and mumble random words. I’m just a very impatient person. I left his little body to die while eating his heart and teleported to Ramona’s house on Vista Drive. I even took his rib bones to make a necklace when

Okay well almost death Why did this have to happen to me today? .*Yawn*.I had finally got out of my bed.I slowly walked downstairs because I was still waking up.When I finally got downstairs into my kitchen and got myself a bowl of cerial.I did this every morning. I poured some fruit loops into a light blue bowl.I poured almond milk in to my bowl ,and brought it over to my dark green leather couch.I was setting my bowl down on one of our brown end tables ,and I noticed somthing weird.Summer is usally racing around in her wheel running like a clown was chasing you,and we can usally hear wheel squeeking.I looked down and her cage,we had a fish tank thing for her cage because she would just eat through the plastic and could patentally escape and get out of the cage I remember the pet store lady told me when I first got a pet that was actually mine and that was Summer.When you open the cage the whole cage is compleatly open.A perfect way for my mestevouse cats to get in.And when I looked down it was wide open and I jumped right to conclusen and stated that she was dead!I looked in her cage and I didn’t see her.I picked up her house and then put it back down then i started scattering the sawdust