Toughest Life Event Analysis

My mother had picked me up after school. On our way home, we passed by the school where both my uncle Beto worked. There was an ambulance there and we thought maybe a teacher had an accident. Shortly after we get a phone call from my aunt Ana, it turned out that my uncle suffered a heart attack while working. No one saw him while he collapsed, until moments later a teacher saw him laying on the floor, shaking, trying to breathe. My mom and I rushed to the school to see how my uncle was responding to the paramedics. My aunt was already there, we had to take her to the hospital because EMS wouldn’t let her drive while she was still in shock. It was hard to see how the paramedics were trying to help him

That day it went by to fast my brother and I tried spending as much time as I could with my dad. That night I went to bed sad I didn’t know if i would wake up in time to say goodbye to him. That morning I woke up and ran to see if my dad was still here. I ran into the kitchen first where I saw him eating ready to leave. He said that they were going to pick him up in ten minutes. Next thing you know we here a knock on the door. I went to answer the door it was some men in uniforms they were there to pick my dad up. My dad said goodbye to us I started to cry when he was leaving and so did my brothers and mom.

I had lacrosse practice on the hottest day of summer. The best day was going to jump off a cliff and die. Practice was done and I was hungry for food. I got in my mom’s car and asked my mom to go somewhere and get some food. We went to Taco Bell. I finished and was ready to go home and get a shower. We were going down the road and suddenly my mom got a phone call from my aunt. As soon as my mom started to talk to my aunt she started to cry and break down. She

One early morning I was getting ready for school because me and my nana had to take my papa to the big truck. I got in the truck so we could take my papa to the big truck and I fell asleep on the door and had no seatbelt on. So then my nana had to get the pepis out of the side of the truck I was on and she opened the door and I fell out and hit my head on the concerte. I was crying bad and that meant I was going to be late for school. Then went to aunt’s house so she could check out my head and she told us to go to the hospital douglas so they could check my head and they glued it back told so it would hold and they wrapped it so I could go to school. I did not want to go to school but my mom and nana made go. I went to school

I was woken up with mom at the foot of my bed saying “Wake up sweetheart wake up” it is a beautiful day in Canada witch is where I live. As I get the gunk out of my eyes so I could so my mother clearly and I ask her what was wrong because she had never woke me up at 5:45 in the morning with out it being bad or something happened to the family. I got scared and my father, sister, and brother came into my room and was saying.“Calm down your going to be okay just pack your clothes,some of your personal items,and some food NOT caned food". Next I was getting ready and Carter my brother came into my room witch he had never done and told me him and dad would protect Kelsey, mom, and myself. As I walked into the kitchen we all picked different kinds of food and water. We started walking out the door and I said "Wait I need my picture of all my friends so i would remember them"so I went and got it.

It happened when I was young. I was outside at my friend’s house sledding. We were taking a break when I got that phone call from my mom; she was crying. My sister was on her way to the emergency room. I started sprinting through the neighborhood towards my house. My dad was waiting with my brother in the car. My mom went with my sister in the ambulance. I was so scared that I was going to lose my sister. We got to the hospital and we were in the waiting room. It felt like days before we heard about her condition. My sister had pneumonia and mixed with her asthma she was having a hard time breathing. She had a severe attack and couldn’t breathe. If the crew from the ambulance didn’t show up the doctor said she wouldn’t have made it. I know

When I was two years old I got a scar on my eye. I hit my eye off a corner of a table. I remember that I jumped off my mom's bed and ran into the living room. I finally ran right into the table. Now my mom tells me when she saw me there was a huge puddle of blood on the floor. I had to get a lot of stitches, and it will go down as THE worst day of my life.

We got in my dad’s truck and headed to our house. I still remember this like the day was yesterday my dad turned to me and my brother and said “I hope you boys never have to experience anything like this ever again In your life’s.” We got back to our house and it was perfectly fine. A tree fell across the road which would become our tree house for weeks to come. There was no power what so ever so at night there was no air or lights. My dad pulled a mattress into the living room and me, mom, and my brother laid on it and my dad would sit up all night basically fanning us with a huge piece of card

It was the year of 2008 (I was Seven and Jadyn was five) . It was a beautiful day and we decided to play outside with our my sister Jadyn,family friend Sabrina,my sister Ireland,and me.We were playing outside and I was teaching my sister how to go down to slide a different way the first way was on your back ( she was only little ) ,the second time was side ways but as she was about to go down side ways she had her seizure. Which made her fall off the slide head first on the ground. I didn't understand what was going on but I ran as fast as I could and was pulling her into the house crying and my mom came running to me and took jadyn out of my hands and told me to go outside. As I was crying I heard the ambulance coming.

“I was in the restroom. I was blow drying my hair, my two-year-old was sitting on the counter watching me and I smelled something burning. I walked in the living room and that’s when I saw the candle. It was in flames. I blew on it about three or four times and the last time I blew, it just went all up in my face... I immediately started screaming.”

The 22nd day of May, 2005, it was a sunny day, few clouds in the sky. It also happened to be my mom's birthday. I remember it as if it were yesterday as surprising as that may seem. It was a beautiful spring day, birds chirping and kids running around. I was playing baseball outside of my house with my friend Jake. Mom inside on the phone, completely unaware of what was going to happen next. We were playing baseball, I walked over to Jake to tell him to use a different bat and just as I walked over, he swung the bat and hit me just above the eye. My head flopped back and the tears rolled down my face. Blood oozed down my cheek as I lost perception of reality. I don’t think I was fully aware of how severe the situation was until I was in the

It was a Thursday night at around 12 P.M. when I finally fell asleep I was nervous because the next day I was getting my wisdom teeth cut out. My dad woke me up a 5 A.M. to get me some chicken broth because I couldn't eat or drink anything after 6 A.M. I went to school tired and hungry but I lived through it. After school I went home for about 40 minutes waiting for my mom the get home to take me to get my wisdom teeth cut out. When we got to the place we had to wait about 20 minutes and then they called my name. They brought me into a room and sat me down talked to my mom and I for a couple minutes and then they put an I.V into my arm and put me to sleep. When I woke up there was a woman there that told me to sit in the chair she had in front

Well i'm still a young person but i do have a story. I was 10 i wanted to go sledding and by my house there was this really big hill. A construction company started to dig at it. When my friend and i got to the hill we sled for an hour then we got bored. When you get bored as a kid you look for something to do so we did. We played with the snow made forts out of snow drifts and we had a little fun. Then we got bored again we went down the hill and looked at the cliff. My friend and i wanted to climb it. So we did We climbed it 4 or 5 times each then i wanted to jump off it, I jumped off it first. We jumped off it twice. My third jump was my last jump and the jump that changed my life. On my final jump i landed in 2 cm of snow. That snow wasn't close enough to what we were jumping into a 2 feet of snow kinda ended and i landed on that one spot. My left ankel took most of the impact. When i hit the ground my ankle had a really sharp pain i tried to walk it off but it just got worse and at this time i had no clue what to do. I kept on yelling for my mom and no one came i was scared. I started to yell at my friend. This is when my little brother got to the hill we started to yell at him telling him to go get my mom. When my brother left it felt like hours went by as i sat there in pain. My mother finally showed up they loaded me onto one of the 2 sleds we had and started to pull me. Half way out of the field some person

I will be telling how I got hit by a car when I was in third grade.When I got hit by that car it was playing to hurtful to sad to happy.So it started when my sisters wanted to go racing in a field so we went to the field and we were going to go down and back so when they said ready set go I act like that I was going to race and go home.So I crossed the road and my sister said come back so I can back so on my way back I got hit by a car and the person that hit me knew my mama.I got hit on my left side and I broke my leg, bleeding in my ear, a crack in my skull, and glass in my body.So the person that hit me turned around and got out the car and helped me but I tried to get up and run but i felled back

February twenty-third 2010 was just a regular ordinary day. I was on my way to class on this cold February afternoon, when my phone rung. It was my cousin on the other end telling me to call my mom. I could not figure out what was wrong, so I quickly said okay and I hung up and called my mom. When my mom answered the phone I told her the message but I said I do not know what is wrong. My mom was at work and could not call right away, so I took the effort to call my cousin back to see what was going on. She told me that our uncle was in the hospital and that it did not look good. Starting to tear up I pull over in a fast food restaurant parking lot to listen to more to what my cousin had to say. She then tells me to tell my mom to get to