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The Day That Changed My Life Forever
The Day That Changed My Life Forever It was a bone chilling January night; my mom received a call at about 11:15 PM, a call that changed my life forever. My Aunt June was on the other line. She was crying so hard my mother could barely understand her. Through the sobbing my mom finally understood that Brian, my cousin, had been in a horrible accident and she didn’t know how bad it was. My mother jumped out of the bed after she hung up the phone. She screamed up the stairs at my sister and me; it was a nerve shrilling scream. I could hear fear in her voice. My mom was always yelling at us growing up if we forgot to do something. She would even get us out of bed to finish something that wasn’t done completely. This particular scream was not one of those. She wasn’t about to say, “Sonja, you are in trouble”; it was “Help, help”. I ran down the stairs in total fear of what was to come. She told my sister and me about the accident. At this point no one really knew what had happened or how bad it really was. As mom was running out of the house, she looked back yelling, “Stay by the phone. I will call you as soon as I know something.” At this point I felt overtaken with fear There is an old saying that simplifies my family: “tight as bark on a tree”. My family is very close and when one is in trouble, everyone comes to the rescue. After my mom left, I went into our family living room and began to pray. I honestly had no idea what to expect. I had hopes that he would just have a few broken bones, maybe a broken leg. I had already begun to picture the family sitting around the waiting room playing games as we traded out going to visit him in the hospital. I just figured everything would be alright. We had never faced a problem before that we couldn’t beat. I saw this just as a mere obstacle we would have to get through. My phone began to ring. With tears streaming down my face like water streams down the creek, I picked up the phone. My

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