Personal Narrative: The Falling

Growing up in a house with all boys in Drexel Hill, Pennsylvania, I was taught to be tough and injuries were very common but easily shaken off. When it came to sports, I would put all my time and effort into one thing: soccer. Soccer was always a true passion of mine; as a matter of fact, it was more of a lifestyle than just a sport. I would spend weekends traveling around my local area playing the game I loved with people I enjoyed being with. My teammates became like my second family after countless seasons and we did almost everything together off the soccer field. The idea of putting on my jersey and lacing up my cleats was a moment I would not trade for the world and something I would never take for granted.

Who knew that things could change so abruptly, it almost felt that my whole world was flipped within a blink of an eye. Things were going to be different from now on, the people, the weather, even the fresh summer breeze from the coast will soon become a cold bitter winter breeze. This all came to my mind when my mom announced to my family that we’re moving, to New Jersey, once my school goes on summer break. At first, I began to panic, why do we have to move? Why can’t we just live here? We don’t even know anyone there, except for my aunt. We just moved here three years ago from New Jersey, and we didn’t like it, that’s why we only lived there for a month. Then why would we would we like it now? I question my mom, and I demanded explanations

Swish, tumble tumble, crash. I could just tell by the way I fell that something was wrong. Very wong. But I decided to just keep going even though it hurt. I was at the Jackson Hole ski mountain and was on the Rendezvous bowl with the Jackson Hole ski and snowboard team.

It was earlier that morning I got up and got ready to go to my soccer game. There was some very crispy bacon waiting for me which I ate without hesitation. And some eggs which were a little to bland in my opinion. I was running late so I needed to hurry up. I took a short hot shower, then hurry and got dressed. I was almost ready when I heard the surprisingly loud car horn and my mom yelled “ Hurry up we are gonna be late.”

Have you ever lost someone or something that was very important to you? In this prompt I am going to tell you about me having to move from one house to another.

My spouse and i avoid your need to help make it possible for my own Tamagotchi go south. My spouse and i regard presenting that an awful, pretentious title, just like Aloysius, or maybe Elvira. It's tempting to help let the display screen audience along with turds with vengeance, to help leave that to a gradual along with putrid death. However My spouse and i check into that with bathing rooms along with underneath kitchen tables, engaging in uninteresting Tamagotchi video games even though making text messages along with WhatsApp messages unread. The item becomes my own principal accountability, around interacting along with men and women. Now i am afraid associated with squinting straight into which gray display screen one early morning along

As I walk out of the gas station and down the ramp. I look down in disappointment and anger. Never wanting to return to our dreadful car ride. I knew what was coming and all I wanted to do was curl up in a tiny ball. I didn't want to hear everyone giggling, because going on this hike was a formidable challenge for me. I laboriously dragged myself to the car. We have been driving for what seemed like a lifetime. We are on our way to a campsite and “the hike of the century.” We had been preparing for this trip for weeks. We had an ample amount of supplies for this trip. Four and a half hours later we had arrived. i tried to ignore the negative stories in my head. Of course the fear of slipping off the trial kept popping in my head. I couldn’t get rid of it. Sluggishly, I followed the big group before me.

Out of all the seasons Fall has always been my favorite. I love the way the morning light hits the dew covered leaves, the crisp cool air that greets my face when i step outside, i love having to put on a jacket before going anywhere, and the smell of the pies on thanksgiving morning. The best part is Thanksgiving and that just happens to be today, but for some reason I just couldn’t get rid of the dark pit in my stomach that told me something bad was about to happen.

    On Sunday, March 12th of 2017, I had my first interview with Dr. Isaac Siew, an Emergency doctor, who works in Amarillo, Texas at Baptist Saint Anthony’s Hospital. Mr. Siew and I discussed many of the major topics of Emergency medicine such as, the risks of being an Emergency Doctor, the pros of being an ER doctor, what skills one should have prior to being an Emergency Doctor, and what one does in Emergency Medicine. With each question I gained more and more information on the career that I love, and saw a new point of view on Emergency Medicine.

During my junior year of high school, I didn’t participate in football for the first time in my life, rather I focused almost completely on lifting weights/bodybuilding. I found that this was something I was more interested in, and lifting weights pushed me to also begin eating healthy so that I could maximize my potential. After a few months I was feeling great, I was consistently in a better mood, my energy increased, and I also lost a considerable amount of weight, a little over 50lbs. This weight loss also contributed to a large confidence gain allowing me to become a more outgoing and happy individual. After around a year of lifting weight consistently, I also decided I would try out for the cross country team, to challenge myself, and

Have you ever felt your heart beating rapidly as you rush down complicated obstacles and rides? Or felt the adrenaline rush of going down a really fast roller coaster? Well, I have and that’s the day I learned that if you believe in yourself, you are already halfway there to overcoming your fear.

A blurred figure is in my direct vision, as hushed prayers and frequent sobs filled the silence. The mood has faltered from the days early on that were so full of cheerfulness and life. Unlike that day, it was falling negatively towards an everlasting sleep for someone whom I deeply cared about. Safoe Watson Jr was lying against a hospital bed that had been planted within his own home more than a couple of days before that day, breathing slower and slower every few minutes. I stood there, next to my younger sibling, reminiscing in memories to past the time. Not only did those memories overwhelm me, but the gut punching feeling of guilty and regret hit me, feeling as if it knocked me out of breath. The regret lingers, thinking of my young years whilst in my grandpa’s long, well-lived life. My thumbs fumbled and played together as time continued to pass, and as I continued to drown myself in unwelcomed self-pity, I remember.

For the Fallen Ones, The ones whom I dearly miss, For they’ve gone into permanent slumber. And I had no way to stop it.

I woke up in my bed to see that my alarm clock didn’t go off. Great. I was going to be late for school. I was still angry that my servant didn’t wake me up though. She usually does when I don’t wake up on time, and I have no clue as to why she made the one exception this time— on a school day of all days. I didn’t really care though. I didn’t even need school; I was already smarter than all of the kids there. I removed the satin sheets and looked around. My computer was still turned on from last night. I glanced at the clock for a second time. 9:32 AM. I didn’t want to be too late, but, if I was already going to be late, I might as well skip my first period. I wasn’t truant habitually.

He then said well you know we was grooming you to take the new store we are about to open on Siegen Lane and I said yes sir but I'm sorry I will not be able to run that store and be as sharp as I need to be. He said ok let me call you back. We ended the call, which I felt uneasy because I know I won't be able to run the store like he wants me too, and would that make a difference of me transferring. I prayed on it and proceeded into my daily tasks. He later called back very shortly and said well Eddie, obviously your family is important and you need to do right for them and you have made your decision. Just go ahead and type me a letter of recognition and email it to me. At this point my heart just fell to the floor and I felt like the walls were closing in on me.