The Worst Day Of My Life

I stop unable to carry on. I haven’t cried in a long time, not like this. I hate it so much. I want to stop, but it’s what needs to happen. It’s natural to grieve, to hate that Walker’s gone, to hate my tears and to just hate the world.

His side of the bed was empty. Again. It was the third week in a row that you hadn’t seen Jungkook before he left for work. Seeing him before he went to bed was just as rare. Usually he came home after you were already asleep, and woke up early to get back to the studio. With how little he’d been sleeping, you guessed that he must have been taking naps while he was at work. How else would he manage to survive on five hours of sleep a night? You suspected that sometimes, he didn’t come home at all. Those were the nights you didn’t wake up to the sound of your front door closing, or the feeling of Jungkook’s arms wrapping around you before he quickly dozed off.

The day was June 12 2012 the greatest day of my life , and the worst day of my life. I went to the hospital, wait why don’t I show you what happened.

Roosevelt once described his service in the Spanish-American War as “the great day of my life” (www.nps.com). Roosevelt’s incredible leadership ability was first put to the test and demonstrated during the Battle of Las Guasimas as he braved a hail of enemy fire from horseback and led his men to a flanking position that broke the back of the Spanish forces and sent them into retreat. Following this action, Col. Wood was promoted to General, and Roosevelt was promoted to Colonel, giving him command of the 1st Volunteer Cavalry Regiment. Las Guasimas was a defining moment in Roosevelt’s life; however the greatest of these moments was no doubt at the Battle of San Juan Heights. Pinned down by heavy enemy fire, Roosevelt mounted his horse and cried “Are you afraid to stand up, when I am on horseback,” (www.artofmanliness.com) as he charged headlong into the fire and up Kettle Hill. After taking the first hill, Roosevelt saw that the American effort on the adjacent San Juan Hill was faltering, and he once again rallied his men for one final assault on the Spanish position. The following description of Roosevelt’s action is from his Medal of Honor citation, which was awarded posthumously in 2001.

I knew I was in trouble after that. Uncle Ben happened to call her and he could tell she was upset. He came over to the house and I was “taking” a nap. I was so scared at that moment when he walked in the door.

I sat up on my bed and sighed. Usually, my little sister Chloe, or my best friend and roommate Raina woke me up. Then I remembered Chloe was spending the week at her brother’s, and Raina probably went to school already.

My thoughts were interrupted when my parents asked if I wanted ice cream. They always resorted to ice cream when I had a frown on my face. I declined and decided to send my friend a text message. It

The moment I went in to hug her, my head kept going and I watched our relationship slowly drift apart and saw us talk less and less as the weeks went by. I saw my bond with her siblings grow stronger until eventually I snapped back into reality by accidently pressing the gas in my parked car revving the engine. I felt that utterly cold feeling again as it filled from my

I thought I was home in bed when I awoke to the sound of a phone ringing. Tucker could be heard whispering to the guy next to me to get some rest.

Everyone human in the world has had a horrible day or the best day that they could ever imagine. Most of the time, an individual will experience both in their lifetime. For example, death, losing a job, or failing an important class could count as a day that an individual would never repeat. Inversely, finding love, getting accepted into college, or winning the lottery could count as a person’s best experience. To summarize, there are days or experiences that a person would pay 1,000,000 to repeat, and there also times at which a person wouldn’t accept an endless supply of money to relive.

“Nope, this is really happening, I am talking to you. So listen up, you and I both know that you have a lot of crap you could be doing right now.” my pillow states.

“If you want to live a happy life tie it to a goal, not to people or things.” I think to myself as my dad yells up the stairs. “C’mon Mer, get ready,” his fruity voice echoes throughout the halls, booming as if he had a microphone. Echoing off the walls and filling the entire upstairs with his deep voice. Today is the day, my greatest dream and goal finally comes true. The day that dad finally lets me tag along on one of his missions for work. I’ve been nine for about seven months and he said I was finally ready. He didn’t even get to go out on a mission with his father till he was twelve. That means I’m way more advanced than him I don’t even try to be modest when I mention it practically every other second. This is literally the best day of my life! I don’t see how anything will ever top this, and the day has just begun.

As I watched my families car pull out of my driveway, I felt like a piece of me was leaving as well. My eyes, feeling like a dam that had just burst open, could hardly open enough to gaze at my family waving goodbye. The rather short street seemed to stretch on forever as I watched the bright lights of the car slowly disappear, wishing they could just stop and never leave my sight. Despite my immense sadness, I saw the beautiful sunrise painting the sky with brilliant shades of orange and pink, reminding me that everything would be ok.

It began as usual with the sprinting down the hall like usual to get to class.. wow what nerds. I trudged slowly watching my blue vans to Lia’s locker only to find out she was already in class. Lia was supposed to wait for me every day to come to her locker, wow everyone was turning into such idiots. I wandered casually to my class only to get roared at by my teacher Mrs. Morgan for being seven minutes late to class, but I didn’t care I was having the worst most stressful day ever, last night I was up till 3 am watching Dancing with the stars Season 21 only to watch my favorite pair get eliminated by senseless judge Julianne Hough. Sadly I was less than a minute into class and already got yelled at. Mrs. Morgan hated me, I don’t know if it

You never know the significance that half an inch has until you are half an inch away from death. I have always loved animals, but it all really clicked for me after being eaten alive by one. I refer to it as the best, yet the worst day of my life.