I calm myself down and get some sleep. Just to wake up in a few hours with my friend’s mom telling me that my brother has gotten into a car accident and that he is in the hospital. We get in to the car with me so tired that I was oblivious to the situation that I was in. We get to the hospital and I have to sit in the waiting room to wait to go see my brother. Hours pass by and imp drinking coffee comforting my sister telling her that everything is going to be okay and that it isn’t as serious as they say it is. Sure I’m not positive of the situation but I would like to believe the same thing. My doctor comes and tells my dad that we can go see him. I tell the doctor that I want to be the first person to see him bit instead they make sure that my dad is okay with it. I go in the room to see my brother in the worst position that I have ever seen him in scared that he might not make it out. Fearing that my brother is going to die. Weeks go past my brother is sitting in the same bed in a medically induced coma and cannot speak to me. I sit there hold his hand and tell him everything that I have been doing that I’m playing football and I’m going to dominate. I know that he can’t hear me but he squeezes my hand which makes me cry. I never knew that my brother ever meant so much to me until that moment. A few weeks pass and my brother is able to talk I tell him constantly that I love him and that if he passes away that I’m not going to be able to live much longer. He pulls through everything within a month. The fastest recover the doctors have ever seen from an accident this bad. So what is fear? Fear is something that you know is there but you want to avoid. Fear is something that regardless of what you think you have it. You may not know what fear means to you, but my worst fear is losing the one
I calm myself down and get some sleep. Just to wake up in a few hours with my friend’s mom telling me that my brother has gotten into a car accident and that he is in the hospital. We get in to the car with me so tired that I was oblivious to the situation that I was in. We get to the hospital and I have to sit in the waiting room to wait to go see my brother. Hours pass by and imp drinking coffee comforting my sister telling her that everything is going to be okay and that it isn’t as serious as they say it is. Sure I’m not positive of the situation but I would like to believe the same thing. My doctor comes and tells my dad that we can go see him. I tell the doctor that I want to be the first person to see him bit instead they make sure that my dad is okay with it. I go in the room to see my brother in the worst position that I have ever seen him in scared that he might not make it out. Fearing that my brother is going to die. Weeks go past my brother is sitting in the same bed in a medically induced coma and cannot speak to me. I sit there hold his hand and tell him everything that I have been doing that I’m playing football and I’m going to dominate. I know that he can’t hear me but he squeezes my hand which makes me cry. I never knew that my brother ever meant so much to me until that moment. A few weeks pass and my brother is able to talk I tell him constantly that I love him and that if he passes away that I’m not going to be able to live much longer. He pulls through everything within a month. The fastest recover the doctors have ever seen from an accident this bad. So what is fear? Fear is something that you know is there but you want to avoid. Fear is something that regardless of what you think you have it. You may not know what fear means to you, but my worst fear is losing the one