A Day To Remember Essay

Let us remember those long days where every moment was a living nightmare. We left our jobs, our schools, and our possessions behind to never see them again. We remember the priests giving us our last rites before we even knew we were sick. We were cast off into a new world without a paddle and without a chance. I know people who, until those long days, had spent their entire lives in Harrisburg. They don’t live here anymore. They’re

believe that taking medications and herbal supplements are the best way to help your brain to remember things easier. Much like a muscle, any amount of medication will only be able to help your brain so much. It is up to you to work that muscle so that you can recall the things that you are trying to desperately hard to remember. The Importance of Focus One of the biggest reasons that most people can't remember things and wish to improve their short term memory is simply due to a lack of focus. Take

I remember the house quite well before my parents had done any work to it. There were bird cages, pecked out doors, other animal cages, stains of all sorts, and holes in cracks in the walls and ceilings. It was quite the piece of work to say the least! Renovations were tedious and awful, but all the hard work would pay off in the end. Building the house up to my family’s expectations took awhile, but it was worth every second of it. Time flew by during my childhood in that house. I remember one

I remember the way she was already withdrawn, how her eyes were lazy and her words were already slurring themselves. How the drugs that relaxed her had to much of an effect and not only calmed her down from her anxiety, they numbed her, to the point where it

and that helped them tremendously. Not only did she acquire more money to support her and my brother, but also she met my father. They then married a couple years later and my father chose to appear in court to extract custody of my brother. To this day, if you ask my brother who his dad is he will say my father. His birth dad was never around and never wanted anything to do with him, so in my brother’s eyes our father is his dad. My brother was about two years old when my parents married, therefore;

Diabetes For the past day and a half of (January 4 to January mid of the 5th) I kept having to rush to the restroom. My mouth was very very dry and I kept feeling like I had to keep drinking a whole bunch of water. Later that day (The 5th) my mom took me to the doctor. After explaining the problems I had been having the doctor told me that I need to be taken to an endocrinologist in Des Moines because there is no endocrinologists in Carroll and that I had Diabetes. I remember being very worried and

A Ride Not to Remember When I was younger I loved long car rides. I remember I would wake up at 5am to go with my father to drop my mother to work. It didn’t matter to me that I would have to wake up early, or that my parents wouldn’t even want me to go since it would just ruin my sleep, I would still end up waking up just as they would leave and go along with them. I didn’t see it coming. It was as if I was only imagining it, as if it wasn’t even real. It felt like a dream, or more of nightmare

Joe woke up. He turned his head to the left to look it at his clock. It read June 28 2020. He could feel the warm summer air in his room and the smell of breakfast coming from down the hallway. He opened his door and looked down the hallway and saw his father cooking bacon and eggs. He could hear his mom in the shower listening to music. He walked down his hallway say “good morning” to his dad as he walked by his dad. His dad just looked in his direction and kept cooking. As he sait down he felt

couldn’t get out. So my Granny popped her dentures out and said “Here Tank, you can use mine”. That’s disgusting but funny because I said “Unun Granny, I have my own”, and pointed at my teeth. I was something else. My mother went into labor on Christmas day. It was at about 10:30 pm. She sat home waiting on my father to bring her food. My granny didn’t cook for the holiday because my mother’s due date was so close. She was in pain later so my granny took her to the hospital, and she spent hours in labor

that important?" also came to mind. And that led me to think about what is really important in life. So I asked myself, "What do you really want to remember most about life?" The answer that came helped me instantly get out of my negative state, relax, and focus on important things instead of negative things. Just that one answer helped me remember what my goal is in life, why I get up every morning, and most importantly - how I really want to use my valuable time (and it wasn 't being focused on