Essay My Experience At My Life

1209 Words Nov 21st, 2016 5 Pages
Beep…Beep…Beep… was the sound of the alarm on my phone as I frantically searched for it with my sleepy eyes trying to free myself of the torment of the sound. It was 5:30 am, It was at that time again; time to take my early morning run. I got up, ran to the bathroom, washed my face, dressed and headed for the door. I stood in front the door for a mere two minutes as I collated my “running playlist on my iPod then went on my morning journey. It was a habit I formed and it helped to clear my mind before a hectic day of work. Before I knew it, I ran my route and came back home. I was drenched in sweat and proceeded to the second part of my early morning workout. I did my small workout circuit and headed to the bath and then had breakfast. It felt like any other normal day and I felt ready to tackle any task that would be given to me today. After organising myself, I was then quite ready and went outside my door patiently awaiting my co-worker for a ride. For some reason that day I was jolly: I thought to myself that I probably was a bit too jolly and I cautioned myself on that notion. It is often said “After joy is sorrow” and I needed to be on the lookout for anything that might become sorrowful to me.

Got into work and set to my tasks and one of the tasks which I dreaded doing was cleaning the cadavers
The entire lab was fully extended with cadavers and one by one I took my time inspecting then cleaning them with my sharp scalpel. While cleaning, my hand slipped and…

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