My mom looked at me and said, “It’s going to be okay.” She calls my family and my sisters. They were all there to support me, even though how I acted. I thought they would’ve been good, she deserves it. The door busting open, the doctor came in; they were ready to take me in for surgery. I began to cry as they rolled me out.
When I arrived home there was a feeling that had come over me that this could actually be our last day on earth if these attacks kept occurring. When I got into my bedroom I didn’t even want to watch the television. Later on that night I turned on the television and saw reports of people jumping from the burning towers, that is when I finally broke down and starting crying. I personally did not know anyone who had lost their life that horrible day, but have friends who lost loved ones and cannot understand the grief that they must have been feeling. This day has truly affected my life by seeing how people come together when a big catastrophe happens.
She began to drift off into a deep sleep, she began dreaming. She was inside an unfamiliar yet very beautiful house, it had many long hallways with more rooms than she had ever seen in her entire life! She began wandering around endlessly in the beautiful mansion, when all of a sudden she heard weeping. She followed the sound and came to a room where she saw a very small child who looked very much like her daughter, being held by an unfamiliar lady. The lady was weeping uncontrollably, while a man sat nearby weeping silently.
That’s when I walked in and I saw Miss Hilly run to her room. Miss Hilly sat there crying and saying she didn’t know what to do. Miss Hilly has always cared about Mister Jeffrey. She was scared she was going to lose him. She was upset because this fight shouldn’t have happened like this.
I feel miserable I don’t want to leave my house!” I have had two most miserable weeks of my life I was feeling very lethargic, I can’t do it anymore. “You actually think you’re going to die? You are going to get your ass out of that bed now! You are going to walk into that hospital and suck it up.” Christina was my best friend she is the strongest person I knew she is also very brusque and that’s what I loved most about her. “Okay, I’m up but I don’t have a good feeling about this.”I got ready and we went to the hospital.
Additionally, I even read you your favorite book while you were in bed. For example, if I didn’t do all these nice favors for you, you would have been bored to death while you were sick. Therefore, I ask for you to drive me to Knott’s this weekend. Consequently, I believe that you should drive me to knots this weekend because I helped you with your laundry, I walk your dog every day in the park, and I watched over you while you were sick in bed. In order to solve this situation, I suggest that if you drive me to Knots, I will do all your chores for a week.
I did not hear the approaching vehicle. When I did hear the noise of the vehicle I believe I tried to move but I couldn’t manage to move my legs. The next thing I knew was the vehicle ran over my head and before I lost consciousness I thought “I am going to have a flat head.” When I woke up, I was in the hospital and found out from my parents and dr. that I was lucky to be alive. My head was all bandaged up and I had a terrific headache. My mom told me that the mailman ran over my head.
Then there is my son that I look into his beautiful green hazel eyes that help me keep going. My wife usually wakes up when I wake up for work, she wakes up to get her day started if we have time we eat breakfast. Usually I make a coffe for myself through out the day, I make her a cup of decaff tea. My work schedule can be hectic because sometimes we have to work through breakfast and lunch then get off really late, especially right now we’re getting supplies ready for future training in the upcoming months. Everything has to be perfect that’s the only way we get to get home early.
But, it gave me a clear understanding of how I was acting and what was holding me back from letting go of the pain. Darcy and I issue was that we were keeping the scars from our pain bottle up for so long and it was finally showing through on the outside. One moment I was fine the next moment I would burst out in tears just like how Darcy screamed in front of everybody because of her best friend cousin grabbed her arm to pull her away from the fight. When I would look down at my bruise or see anything that triggered how I felt that day when I was curled up in the corner made me more frantic. My world was going
As my mother burst out in tears, I shed a few as I was guilty for letting such a loving mother go through such pain. As I was dragged back to my cell I had countless regrets rushing through my mind, wishing I had one last chance to change everything