Yes Sir ! Gracias: A Short Story

Improved Essays
The sky was crying out for help, as was I, only silently. Never ending thoughts in my head had been like raging rapids at war with one another. I thought to myself, why me? Why us? Why now?.
July 5, 2015. San Cristobál, Mexico. Saint Clare Hospital. As watched my helpless brother lay there like a doll that has yet to been played with, I thought, how could one so young, innocent, and pure suffer like this, why would God punish him in such a way. I watched my helpless little brother get poked and prodded like a science experiment. Within the next few hours Jesus was lifeless, before I knew it, doctors and nurses flew in the room like a bird swooping down for its prey, unfortunately that prey was my little brother. Jay, Tamari and I waited in
…show more content…
Gracias” “You’re welcome Sheyenne.”
I could hardly sleep, I was so excited that I would finally get the opportunity to go to America and to make a better life for my brothers, thanks to Alexia, my whole life was different, she taught me how to look at the bright side of things and to always stay positive and to never lose hope no matter what; for every closed door, a new one is opened. Within the next 2 weeks I had received letter from Saint Marysville University. Knowing what awaited in the package, I could hardly contain my myself so I ripped the package like a wild boar after its prey. As I held my life in my hands, I couldn't help but sob exulting tears. My mother was happy that i was going to America, even though it meant we were not with her, she wanted us to have the life that she's always wanted us to have, even if she couldn't give it to us. My mother had given us $2,000 to live off of until she had more money to give us. She's hid that money from my pig dad just in case there was ever an emergency. We were in America for about 2 weeks when Tamari had gotten into a fist fight at school, he had gotten suspended and that resulted in me having to go and pick him up. I had to leave practice to get him, he didn't know how much would be at stake if I were to get cut from the team. “¿Que estabas pensando que no tienes cerebro, estar en América es una gran oportunidad, es un mamá quiere que

Related Documents

  • Improved Essays

    The Gift of the Veil. One day, my mother sent me over to get a package from Uncle Darnell. He lived on the other side of the apartment building we lived. When I got there, he was cutting a man’s hair.…

    • 340 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Superior Essays

    Laredo Turning Points

    • 1219 Words
    • 5 Pages

    The next turning point would another misfortune, and my mother was hit by a car crossing the street from her place of employment in the parking lot at Laredo Texas. My mother was in critical condition, and the car that hit her fractured her ribs, pierced her lung, and she broke her own teeth. I have a younger brother who lives in Atlanta, Georgia; nevertheless, one of us was required to move back to Laredo, Texas. I decided it would be myself; consequently, my mother has always been my rock, so now it was my turn. My brother, David was working on two Masters, and it was the rational decision.…

    • 1219 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Superior Essays
  • Improved Essays

    She and I If someone asks me, what kind of person, I am in Elementry school, I will tell them, I used to be the worst students in the whole school. Whenever I go to school, I fight with other people and hurt them. All the teachers know me because they all stop me from bullying other students. Two times I was badly injured that I had to go to the hospital for surgery.…

    • 1660 Words
    • 7 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Decent Essays

    When I and Roberto got deported to the border we thought if they got our parents, too but I was confused why it happens. But while in the truck I was just thinking about stuff they could of happened to them. But who arrested me took me to his truck and said they caught me. But while I was there I heard a noise in his radio saying they had to go to the next one…

    • 1583 Words
    • 7 Pages
    Decent Essays
  • Improved Essays

    In life you confront many problems, some are easy, some are not. Like Santosh Kalwar said “ Never cry because you have mountains of problem in your hands to solve. Always smile because each problems will someday resolve”. When I was in Los Angeles, California about 9 years ago. Life was simple going to school, focused on getting good grades, helping my mom with some chores and etc.…

    • 637 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Narrative Essay On June 16, 1999 a young Somalian child was born in Kansas City, MO. His name was Omar Jailani. Raised in a small town in a very busy neighborhood young Jailani made many friends. Their names were Yasin, Oreo, Yahya, and Abdi. They would always meet up in the middle of the playground to discuss their plans.…

    • 1022 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Superior Essays

    It was 1884, when the Law of Religion was passed. The law didn't allow citizens of Poland to practice their own religion. My parents were furious, especially my father who was a preacher at the town Church of God. So, my parents allowed that my sister, Lena, and I would move to America with them. It was going to be a long journey, this I already knew.…

    • 1577 Words
    • 7 Pages
    Superior Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Being An Immigrant Essay

    • 540 Words
    • 3 Pages

    I could feel my ears get warm. My face burned, I cupped my hands to try and relax my body, since it was so rigid from the words that froze me to my chair. Had my teacher really just told me I wasn't going to be able to go to college because I was an Immigrant? “ I don’t mean it in the wrong way Daisy, but to get into college that’s a really big step to do. I just don’t think you're gonna be able to afford it”, she said with seriousness.…

    • 540 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    We had lost all three acres of strawberries, i knew Francisco was upset because he kept watching what I would do. He probably thought I was upset too and I was mad, how could there be so much work put into that it just vanishes it dies. My back is getting bad again I don't want to tell anybody cause I know Francisco and mama would worry about me to much. Fransisco is just like me he worries a lot i know this because he's been working for hours after school so we wont fall back in debt.…

    • 711 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    I was seven years old. Me and my family are on our way to El Salvador. It’ll be the first time meeting my grandparents. It was 6am My uncle is dropping us off. It was my first time on an airplane so it was pretty nerve racking.…

    • 725 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Personal Memoir When I was eleven years old my mother decided it was time to learn about where we truly came from. In December of 2011 my family prepared for a crazy trip. For the first time since the 1980s, my mother and now our family, was going to Honduras. My mother, along with her entire family, was born in Honduras and moved to the United States when she was a teen.…

    • 1123 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    The death of a loved one is never an easy thing to take in. As you go through the stages of mourning, it seems to get easier to accept it. I have never gone through the stages of mourning. Shedding tears was only a temporary thing that lasted less than a minute. That is because I learned to view death as a beautiful thing at an early age.…

    • 840 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Wake up Eddie, wake up. It’s past nine. You’re going to be late; I hear a fading voice inside my head from far apart. As I open my eyes I see my mom shaking my body to wake me up. I checked the clock hanging on the wall and it was nine past fifteen.…

    • 736 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    The Last Day Sweat was gleaming off my face as I finished lifting our couch into my mother’s van. It was a familiar action, we has always been moving around. We had held many houses for rent, each for one year at a time. We never stayed anywhere for long, presumably because nobody liked renting to single mothers with five kids. We were always drifters, seeking houses for rent and never having a permanent situation.…

    • 1247 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Superior Essays

    Jesus's Journey

    • 1067 Words
    • 5 Pages

    It was night, when the disciples followed Jesus to Garden of Olives. They looked worried as they men stopped in the garden. Jesus left his disciples to go pray to his father (God). The disciples kept watch, while Jesus was talking with God. I saw Jesus start to shake and tremble, I wondered what was happening, it was as if someone was attacking him but know one was there.…

    • 1067 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Superior Essays