Middle School Narrative

Sometimes what hurts the most, is knowing the inevitable. It was during the warm summer days in the middle of August. School had just started back up and I was venturing on into the fifth grade. It was just your average elementary school year, getting ready to transition into middle school. But what I happen to remember most prominently, is the day after my sister's birthday. My parents happened to be split up, not divorced. So like most parents, they split the time they got with my sister and I. Every week we’d alternate between our parents so we could see them and enjoy our time together. My sister’s birthday happened to be during my mom’s week, so we’d get to celebrate it at our dads the following week. When we got there I could tell there was something different about Dad. I didn’t bother to ask, because I knew if he wanted us to know what was wrong he’d tell us himself. Later that week he explained to us that he had a hernia. Being in the fifth grade I really didn’t know what that was, but my parents told me, “It’s just when you strain yourself lifting something really heavy.” I didn’t think too much about it, I just knew that my dad was going to have to have surgery for it. I myself had surgery on my tonsils two years prior, and everything went fine so how different could …show more content…
Really wasn’t expecting much, but while I was absent from school, everyone made me a sympathy card. Every single one was different, with it’s own special touch from the person who wrote it. I read through every single one and each warmed my heart a little at a time, and I was so appreciative. The support of not only my fellow classmates, but my friends and people I barely knew was amazing. The fact that people come together to assure you everything is alright and help you through the tough times is remarkable. I suppose that’s what family, friends, and the community of people you’ve surrounded yourself are for. To help you through the tough