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The Life Changer - Original Writing Essay

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The Life Changer My scrawny, blonde, nine-year-old brother sat next to me at the end of my parents’ bed. We snuggled up in the brown, blue, and green tie-dyed comforter that they had had for what seemed like forever. It was February of 2009, and winter was still blowing through northeast Ohio. Sheets of snow covered the ground, and the creek across the street was frozen solid. “We have good news, and then we have more news,” my mom informed, biting her nails. We sat there waiting anxiously for what seemed like a lifetime, waiting for this supposedly “good news.” Months prior we had sat in the same spot, but getting bad news. Mom had lost a baby. All I wanted was another sibling other than my annoying little brother, Jacob. It was devastating, but if we only knew what that bad news could bring us. “You’re going to have a sister,” my mom said. “Oh my gosh! I’m so excited. Are you serious,” my tiny eleven-year-old body could only take so much excitement. I was basically bouncing off the walls. “Yes, but we have more news to add,” my mom moved anxiously around in her spot at the head of the bed. “Your sister is going to have something called Down Syndrome,” my step-dad, Norris, explained. What the heck was Down Syndrome? I had never heard of anything like it before. Was it a super power? Was something going to be terribly wrong? My parents suddenly handed my brother and I a book entitled We’ll Paint the Octopus Red by Stephanie Stuve-Bodeen. It was a children’s

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