The Worst Day Essay : The Worst Day In My Life

I would never of imagined sitting in the back room in a funeral home for someone that had such a huge impact on my life, but on October 18, 2014 my worst nightmare became reality. My best friend passed away without giving me a chance to say goodbye. It was the worst news that I have ever received, and I remember that like it was yesterday. The night before, I stayed at my Aunt Ashley’s house with my cousins, Courtney, Haley, Brayden, and Makenna, along with my older sister, Kierra. It was a normal night. When we got to their house we played a lot of card games, wrestled in the living room until we got yelled at, ate dinner, and went to bed. Everything was so normal that I fell asleep without any trouble, and I went to sleep not knowing that everything that mattered the most to me would be taken away by the time I awoke.

BEEP BEEP BEEP, screamed my alarm as it woke me up for school at 7:00 am. It was a cold, windy, and snowy day early in March 2014. I was in 6th grade at Ringgold Middle School. My day was going very well, at least until I got home. My mom had some very bad news she gave me when she picked me up from the bus stop. She told me that her and my father were getting divorced. My head was spinning, and I did not know how comprehend what she was saying to me. I felt very upset, but I did not want to show it. I knew it would make my mom feel worse if she saw how sad, scared, and upset I really was.

“Instead of having a bad day, be thankful because you have the day” – during our lifetime each of us has probably seen this phrase or at least some variations of it, whether shared by friend on Facebook or while reading one of those inspirational articles. However, this overused phrase turned out to be true and recently I found out why.

This day was not a regular day, it was crazy and there was no way it could get any crazier, or so I thought. The day started off great I woke by the rosters going crazy.Plus, I woke up to a million text saying Happy New Years. I ate a good meal. After that I played on my phone for a little bit.Once I was done with that my aunt had asked me if I wanted to go to a little town of shops I said yes, because I LOVE to shop.I also went with my big brother and cousin. We bought fireworks from my cousin’s stand. On our way back to my grandma’s house, my aunt's car BROKE DOWN! Plus, it was like 98 degrees outside, we were there for almost an hour. It got hotter and hotter every minute! I know it was close to 100 degrees! I was so bored and hungry and a little bit sleepy.To keep me not so bored I Finally an older cousin of mine came to help.He came with a new tire for the van.

My eyes open to my mom’s familiar smile, as she nudges me awake, I slowly rub my eyes and I walk to the mirror to get dressed. I take a peek at the window sill, upon which sits a gift from my mother, a marble clear as the morning sky.

I’m here to tell you about the time when I had a huge life changing event happen to me. It was probably the worst day of my life. I will always remember the day everything changed. The day I will never forget, March 27, 2017.

October 27, 2008 was the start of the best day of her life as she would soon find out. Her younger sister, Shawneequa, was only fourteen months old and her younger brother, Vern, was three years old. Then, of course, there was Marion; she was only five years old. T’was the night when her mother and father were consuming lots of alcohol with friends, who, even she did not recognize and she knew her parents had loads of friends.

Music, hats, and cowboy boots, all these things made me feel that it was the best day of my life. Melody and I went to a music festival in the heart of Las Vegas, because our parents were out of the town on the trip to Europe. Everything changed when I heard the first gunshot and the crowd screamed in terror, so I grabbed Melody’s hand and we started to run. Suddenly, I felt Melody’s palm slipping away and she fell to the ground. She gasped for air as a spot of blood started to form on her chest. I fell to my knees and screamed for help. When I looked around, I saw people running away trying to safe their own lives, so I closed my eyes and started to pray. The sound of approaching sirens startled me and as I opened my eyes, I saw several men picking my sister up to place her in an ambulance. As if instinctively, I grabbed onto the stretches and followed them, despite their protests. As we drove to the hospital, I stared at the monitor showing Melody’s pulse. Knowing that her heart was still beating gave me peace and made me feel not alone.

Beep! Beep! Beep! The alarm goes crazy early in the morning to wake me up. I let out a groan as I do a full body stretch. I slowly crawl out of my warm cozy bed and work my way into the bathroom. I flip the shower knobs on and wait 30 seconds to get in to the tub. I wet everything down before I put special no-scent shampoo into my hair. I lather up the shampoo and let it sit in my hair. While it sits in my hair I put some no-scent soap onto a wash rag and lather up my whole-body face to toe. I quickly rinse all of the lathered-up soap off my body and grab a towel to dry off. I stay in the shower to dry off because all of the warm moist air is still trapped inside. I brace myself to get out of the warm shower and go into the artic feeling bathroom.

It was a hot day in Borrego Springs. My Dad, my best friend Sean Maloney and I were going on a long ride around Borrego Springs. We got geared up and I was excited to ride my new bike it was a blue and white Yamaha TTR250. My dad came home one day with a new bike a couple of days before the trip, then we went on a ride.

It is the day of my life, that I am always going to remember, I can’t wait for it but there might be a obstacle. It’s Jeff and I’s wedding day. We are getting married right on the beach in Maine. I have one maid of honor and that would go out to Helen. Helen helped me through life and is still my best friend today. Even when life threw many curve balls I would just keep fouling them off until the right pitch came. But I know my best friends and family would be there supporting me in many ways. I could hear my mom, my dad, grandma, grandpa, Neal, Meg, and all of my friends cheering for me.

I have always had this special porcupine necktie that my uncle Pete gave me which reminded him of all of the fun times we had together before I left for Arizona. I was living in a small town when the day of my life, finally came.

After a few weeks of trying to persuade my doctor to induce me, he finally agreed. Fortunately, that is not how things worked out in the long run. In every step of the way to meet the new life I had created, it was worth it. The pain, irritation, mood swings, throwing up, the whole nine really. It was all worth it. I am so happy I had both of my children and my husband John right beside me throughout everything. The process of labor is harder than what people might think, but it can also be an enlightening experience.

The most memorable day in my life, I remember so clearly. It happened just this past summer and is still so fresh in my mind. I was on the upper level of our house, painting my sisters bedroom. The room was painted two colors. The upper part (that was split by the molding) was painted a white peach and the bottom a very light pink color. My whole body was covered in white and pink paint, and my back was starting to get stiff from all the hours I had been rolling and cutting in. I was just climbing down the ladder when I started to hear this thumping. I honestly did not think anything of it and I just kept working.

Right after we got back from Austin that next Thursday morning I got the worst phone call of my life. My brother called to tell me that my cousin Jake and Kate my brother’s girlfriend had been in a motorcycle accident. All I could do was cry. At that moment, my heart started racing and I froze. My brother told me that Kate his girlfriend died on scene and as he is telling me this I could hear his voice tremble. I asked about my cousin and Zack said he is hurt pretty bad but he didn’t know where they took him. That moment right there is one that I will never forget no matter how hard I try. I always dreaded phone calls like these but I was hoping I would never get one. That day was so hard for me. I had class that I did attend but I couldn’t think, all I wanted to do was cry. My