Personal Narrative: A Hero's Death
Everyone is dead. It happened in a moment, one small minute has altered my life. I always told myself life isn't fair, it never has been, but this once I ask for a warning or a sign that I would be spending my last day with my family. Everything was fine for a week after the move here, just like the calm before the storm. Now thanks to one drunk driver I'm left on a hospital bed while the nurses play cards. Talk about sympathy. That monster killed Simon. He was just an innocent kid that dreamed of being a scientist, but that dream will die along with many others. My parents, dead, the two people in the world who have loved me with all their heart for 15 long years are dead in seconds. The drunk could have hit any other car destroyed any
other family, but we were that special family that apparently deserved being torn apart due to another’s mistake. The doctor says I'm lucky to be alive, sadly living and thriving are two very different things. After taking my painkillers for the fifth time, a middle-aged woman walks in with a clipboard in hand. " Rae Clace. Hello. I'm Mrs. Kim from child services and I was here to ask if you have any friends or family willing to take you in for adoption" My parents were both an only child and everyone else who liked me, were lost in touch with years ago one we moved. " No, there's nobody" I looked down, hoping Mrs. Kim would just leave me alone, but all I got was a look of pity.
" Very sorry to hear that. Well I will find the perfect family for you to join."
Great now I'm probably going to be adopted by some serial killer or be used as a slave for my next family based on my luck. I don't want to go to another family I want to be with my own. I probably seem like a 5 year old whining for a piece of candy.
Come on Rae you are 16, toughen up. Face reality your parents are dead. Move on. Unfortunately my little pep talk made me feel worse, tearing up my eyes. Before I knew it, I was balling my eyes out while she stared.
other family, but we were that special family that apparently deserved being torn apart due to another’s mistake. The doctor says I'm lucky to be alive, sadly living and thriving are two very different things. After taking my painkillers for the fifth time, a middle-aged woman walks in with a clipboard in hand. " Rae Clace. Hello. I'm Mrs. Kim from child services and I was here to ask if you have any friends or family willing to take you in for adoption" My parents were both an only child and everyone else who liked me, were lost in touch with years ago one we moved. " No, there's nobody" I looked down, hoping Mrs. Kim would just leave me alone, but all I got was a look of pity.
" Very sorry to hear that. Well I will find the perfect family for you to join."
Great now I'm probably going to be adopted by some serial killer or be used as a slave for my next family based on my luck. I don't want to go to another family I want to be with my own. I probably seem like a 5 year old whining for a piece of candy.
Come on Rae you are 16, toughen up. Face reality your parents are dead. Move on. Unfortunately my little pep talk made me feel worse, tearing up my eyes. Before I knew it, I was balling my eyes out while she stared.