The summer after my seventh-grade year, I encountered a new perspective on life. The day I had a change in perspective, I had a softball game at this complex in Springfield. About 20 minutes into our first game, I felt a change in atmosphere. It all started when I played second base and these obnoxious, loud sirens started going off around the big town of Springfield. After our perfect inning of three outs, I noticed my parents missing from the crowd cheering me on. As I jog towards the dugout with my stomach turning, my best friends’ family awaits.
When I finally make it over to them and I saw them with a troubled expression, I knew something had happened. With discomfort in my stomach, I listened to the words come out of their mouth in disbelief. On her way to my game, my grandma had a car accident right by her house. Although I wanted to go to the hospital to see my grandma, my family thought it had the best outcome for me to finish out my game and stay with my friend; however, this seemed like their way to keep my mind off the situation. After our game, we grabbed a bite to eat at Buffalo Wild Wings. I fell silent and had no words. …show more content…
Whenever we arrived, my eyes blurred at the sight of my grandma's suburban. As we approached the suburban, my parents arrived and told us the extent of her injuries, we stood there in awe. The way her car looked did not match the extent of her injuries. We felt lucky to have our grandma still around with minimal bruising and a broken back. This experience made me appreciate my life and the preciousness of it. Therefore, this remains the last time I take mine for
When I finally make it over to them and I saw them with a troubled expression, I knew something had happened. With discomfort in my stomach, I listened to the words come out of their mouth in disbelief. On her way to my game, my grandma had a car accident right by her house. Although I wanted to go to the hospital to see my grandma, my family thought it had the best outcome for me to finish out my game and stay with my friend; however, this seemed like their way to keep my mind off the situation. After our game, we grabbed a bite to eat at Buffalo Wild Wings. I fell silent and had no words. …show more content…
Whenever we arrived, my eyes blurred at the sight of my grandma's suburban. As we approached the suburban, my parents arrived and told us the extent of her injuries, we stood there in awe. The way her car looked did not match the extent of her injuries. We felt lucky to have our grandma still around with minimal bruising and a broken back. This experience made me appreciate my life and the preciousness of it. Therefore, this remains the last time I take mine for