Three Days I. Today : A Personal Experience

It was the first Sunday of December morning when my father asked me to take some boxes to the basement, I had never been down there, as a kid I always thought it was scary, but know as a 19-year-old guy, how could I say no. I went downstairs with a couple of boxes, but could not find any place to put them. The area was a mess, so I decided that I would organize every box that was there. While I was organizing, I notice this one box hidden in the back, so, I decided to open it. Inside the box, there was a newspaper and a couple of burnt pictures. Therefore, I decided to read the article, I could not understand much, it was an 18 years old newspaper, but it talked about a burning house with two twin babies, It said that one had been saved with no harm while the other one was rescued later on with severe burn mark. It was a miracle that other baby had survived, they called him miracle Carlos, and his brother Richard. I stood there for a second before my brain processed

My family woke up the next morning at 4:00am to head straight to Walt Disney World. We all put on our matching blue tie-dyed Mickey Mouse shirts and piled in the cars. Once we were all in the cars we were happy, happy, very happy. Then my Papa gets a call. “We are sorry Sir. You’re mom has passed away. She passed away very peacefully.” Though my family was expecting it, this trip suddenly took a sad turn. Everyone in the car started crying.

I thought I was gone died that day cause I never experience’s something like that before. We open the washroom door there were two huge trees in our living room and the roof cave in. My mother start screaming and crying, and the house down there street was all gone, but it was some houses that didn’t get hit. I come out and I could do was fall on my knees and start crying until I just couldn’t cry no more. My mother hug me so tight and I said I love you so much and I told her I love her too. There were power lines down in the street so my mother sent me for help and as I’m walking in the street and I see this lady on the ground and then I run to her to see she was ok but it was too late she was already gone that’s when I knew she were dead. I didn’t know what to do so I found this blanket that I found in the street and I just cover her body. That was my first time seeing a dead body without it being in a casket. I couldn’t find nobody so I headed back home and told my mother what I did and she was in shock. But there was houses that didn’t get that’s when the neighbors came out and everybody was asking are you ok. I was so mad I didn’t want to say

John “Josh already told you I don’t understand what you mean when you say that phrase thought crimes Do you have a copy of the book that I can lead so I can find out what you mean when you’re talking about” josh “yeah I have a copy of my house I’ll give it to you maybe I’ll see you later maybe we can

It was the weekend before christmas, there wasn't snow but it was cold. We were leaving Home Depot. My boyfriend was driving his grey minivan. I was in the passenger seat next to him with his two friends in the back and a few of his other friends following us in Ethans van. The light turned green and we went down that road like every other time, but that time was different. We hit a patch of black ice. Boom. We hit the curb and s. I turned to look if everyone was okay as a flash of lights came from behind. It was kenneth's friends in the other car, they were coming up fast.

said, "if he doesn't come back I will have to find him" this made the

Beep! Beep! Beep! My alarm clock went off at 8 in the morning on a beautiful Friday morning in Brockton. It was kind of hard to believe because Brockton was probably the most destructive city on the planet. Well, at least in my opinion it was. It was the month of May, which meant school is almost over. I was 9 at the time as well. I woke up and jumped right out of bed. I could smell the delicious pancakes being baked in the kitchen by my mother. I ate 2 and then got ready for school. I got dressed, brushed my teeth, washed my face and headed out the door, which was my usual routine every week day morning. I headed to the bus stop and on my way there, I had a bad feeling about something, like as if something were to go wrong, like something really terrible would happen to something. Or even someone. I tried to ignore it and get through this day as soon as possible as usual, but today was not like any other day, for something horrific occurred on this very day.

My dad's brother told me to stop playing the song, now was not the time to be playing music. He then told me to come into the kitchen with him, after going into the kitchen, I noticed prepared food and deserts on all of the counters and then I was confused. If there was a party going on why was everybody crying? He turned me around, so I was facing him as I was scanning the kitchen trying to understand why all this prepared food was here, and no one was having any. My uncle Ray looked me right in the face, and said one sentence that changed my life forever. And that sentence was “YOUR SISTER JACKIE IS DEAD.” Jackie was sixteen years old, at the time of her death. Jackie died as the result of a car crash on the way to the picnic. If my two friends and I had gone to the picnic, we would have suffered the same fate. Needless to say I Ioved my sister Jackie very much.

It was just another normal day right after the school day had just gotten over. We had all gotten on the bus to go home. We had left the school ground to go to St. Mary's to drop off the kids. Then, we had went to our first stop out of town. After he got off, we had began to speed up hwy. Speed everyone had started to panic. Before the bus driver knew it, we had hit a little brown nissan pick-up on the side of hwy 13 south of town when i realized that i was in the front of the bus on the floor. I was the first one out of the bus after a little while another bus come to pick up kids that wanted to

    I remember it was the summer before my junior year. My indie bedroom was just down the hallway from our dainty living room. I was sound asleep when I was awakened by soft screams and yells. I can vividly remember asking myself “whats happening”. I sat up abruptly and walked over to the light. Suddenly my mom burst through the door and with the softest whisper she said “call 911”. I was hesitant. It took me about five minutes to actually dial the number let alone call. I finally called while shaking like a leaf in fall. I proceeded to get up with steps as light as a mouse. Opening my bedroom door ever so gently to go and see what happened. The screams and yells grew louder and louder as I approached the living room.. I saw my brother screaming at my mother, father and his girlfriend. I scurried back to my room in a panic. I didn't

My eyes darted to the clock. 3:10 a.m. Still, I couldn't sleep. Frustrated, I combed my fingers through my hair. I couldn't make this interface work properly. I dissected the code line by line, but, after another hour, I finally gave up, telling myself that I could solve it the next day.

“Honey, I’ll always be there. Now rest. Also don't worry, you're not grounded, I know you're a good kid,” she said as she was going out the door, “But lie to me again,” she said turning around, “Jack Coltman, you’d better watch

It all started in Mexico City. It was 8:00am .When my family was traveling from Mexico City to the U.S.A and my mom, sister, brother and me were leaving with sad tires because we were going to miss my grandma and great grandma.

Now this wasn’t a side of John that I had seen before. Usually, John is the one who cheers everyone up whether it be with a quick joke or a short story, but something was different about him, “You know Bill, I believe that I could be a movie star if I could just get out of this bar; in fact, Paul’s a real estate novelist though he’s busy enough that he doesn’t have time for a wife. Although, I heard recently that he’s been talking to Davy, but he joined the Navy here recently and probably won’t be getting out for a while. Although the biggest surprise of them is the waitress that used to work here. She’s been practicing politics though I’m not sure which branch.” He said. As he was saying all this and bragging on how lucky I am, I kept thinking about the fact that even though they are all alone, they share that experience, but I am alone in this career. The following Saturday the crowd at the bar was larger, and the manger came up to greet me as he knew that I was the reason the crowd came. “Hope you’re ready since this will probably be your biggest show this year.” He said. Of course, I knew he was right, but for some odd reason tonight felt different than all the others. I sat down at the piano

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