Lost and Found

“Lost and Found”
“To live is to experience tragedy” is what I learned from elders coming up as a child. Whether it befalls one individually or simply those around, tragedies are a part of life. Sometimes tragedy happens for no apparent reason it could be in the wrong place at the wrong time or just accidental. Tragedy without any explanation is a mournful experience. For others, tragedy is a consequence of choices an individual makes. This brings me to my point or experience that has changed my life and has had a dramatic effect on me and others lives. Well this is a story or information that I have witnessed and had feelings for. My heartbreak has exposed a vision that has altered my decision making, relationships, and morals that I have on life.
It is challenging to admit and say that a friend’s death could have a positive effect on a person. However, this was a humbling experience after losing a close friend not to an unknown person but to another friend. Both friends of mines were loyal, trustworthy, and honest people that had an accident playing with a loaded gun. “Blaw,” was the noise that came from the gun as the sensitive trigger let off a bullet. Looking into a maze, I do not know what to do because of shock. Then suddenly I come back to my senses and realize the situation at hand. Before I know it all my friends in that room was thinking of one thing, “What just happened.” I run to my friend with urgency and care as he lays on the floor and blood changes his shirt from white to red in a matter of minutes. I simply ask, “Where did you get hit?” He tries to answer but a restriction of breath threatens his life with every movement. My friend died in an ambulance on his way to the hospital. My friend was a father, a good father, to a beautiful little girl. The loss of his life has changed the mother of his child thoughts and has brought worries to her, peers, and her family because they are missing income and mostly a father figure. This is a good example