“Once you replace negative thoughts with positive ones, you’ll start having positive results.”-Willie Nelson. My law of life is to stay positive and never lose faith. This caught my mind from and experience that happened a couple years ago. It taught me that miracles can happen and to always have hope.
Who would have guessed that death would pick this day to scare us. On the morning of September 23, 2012 a tragedy struck. My brother, sister, and I were getting ready for school. A couple minutes later they left. I had just eaten breakfast and was packing my lunch. Suddenly I heard my mom say “Oh my gosh, what happened?” I knew something was terribly wrong. She told me that we needed to leave now; your brother was just on the phone. I ran upstairs …show more content…
I put on pants but didn 't have time to change my pajama shirt. I quickly brushed my teeth all the while thinking, what happened to my brother? She started panicking; I kept my questions to myself. I got to school and jumped out of the car as quickly as I could. I started getting extremely nervous. I could feel that something was wrong. I went to all my classes with no new of the occurring events. I couldn’t concentrate and all I could think about was if I had lost a family member. I remember going to recess and sitting next to my friend on the swings like we always did. We were usually laughing and talking rapidly to each other, but today I just sat and stared blankly at the sky. when he asked me what was wrong I said, “I don 't know but something bad is going on.” I told him about my brother’s call and my mother’s reaction. He said to calm down and think positively, “what 's the worst that could happen.” I couldn 't get myself into listening to him. I kept thinking of who might have gotten hurt or died and how my life would change. At that time recess was over and we were heading back to our classes. I went to my locker; then to my class. Right when I sat down, …show more content…
The rest of the school day flew by. During that time another question worked its way into my brain. Why was my brother on the phone if my uncle got hit by a car? I thought about this until it was time to get on the bus. Once I got to the bus stop my grandma picked me up. When we got back to my house she told me to wait for my mom who would be home soon. She asked me a couple questions about want I knew. She told me that everything would be alright . Then she left to go back to the hospital leaving me there to think. My mom got home a couple minutes later looking like she had been crying the whole day.I immediately asked her if Lance was ok. She answered back with one word, yes. Turns out that it was my uncle’s birthday and my brother had called him to wish him a happy birthday; he was answered by a cop. The cop told him the news. They had found him in a ditch across from Panchos. He was hit from behind andhad gone through a wooden fence. The bike he had been riding on was bent in half. When he heard all of the new he called Mom. The next few days had ran by with good new and bad news. He had broken 3 ribs, his shoulder, his arm, and had a few blood clots. Our family continued to pray for him. I remember my sister telling me to stay positive and think of the good thing that have happened. That was very hard for me to do since I had been thinking of the worst scenario that could have happened. That next day I went to visit him with my
Who would have guessed that death would pick this day to scare us. On the morning of September 23, 2012 a tragedy struck. My brother, sister, and I were getting ready for school. A couple minutes later they left. I had just eaten breakfast and was packing my lunch. Suddenly I heard my mom say “Oh my gosh, what happened?” I knew something was terribly wrong. She told me that we needed to leave now; your brother was just on the phone. I ran upstairs …show more content…
I put on pants but didn 't have time to change my pajama shirt. I quickly brushed my teeth all the while thinking, what happened to my brother? She started panicking; I kept my questions to myself. I got to school and jumped out of the car as quickly as I could. I started getting extremely nervous. I could feel that something was wrong. I went to all my classes with no new of the occurring events. I couldn’t concentrate and all I could think about was if I had lost a family member. I remember going to recess and sitting next to my friend on the swings like we always did. We were usually laughing and talking rapidly to each other, but today I just sat and stared blankly at the sky. when he asked me what was wrong I said, “I don 't know but something bad is going on.” I told him about my brother’s call and my mother’s reaction. He said to calm down and think positively, “what 's the worst that could happen.” I couldn 't get myself into listening to him. I kept thinking of who might have gotten hurt or died and how my life would change. At that time recess was over and we were heading back to our classes. I went to my locker; then to my class. Right when I sat down, …show more content…
The rest of the school day flew by. During that time another question worked its way into my brain. Why was my brother on the phone if my uncle got hit by a car? I thought about this until it was time to get on the bus. Once I got to the bus stop my grandma picked me up. When we got back to my house she told me to wait for my mom who would be home soon. She asked me a couple questions about want I knew. She told me that everything would be alright . Then she left to go back to the hospital leaving me there to think. My mom got home a couple minutes later looking like she had been crying the whole day.I immediately asked her if Lance was ok. She answered back with one word, yes. Turns out that it was my uncle’s birthday and my brother had called him to wish him a happy birthday; he was answered by a cop. The cop told him the news. They had found him in a ditch across from Panchos. He was hit from behind andhad gone through a wooden fence. The bike he had been riding on was bent in half. When he heard all of the new he called Mom. The next few days had ran by with good new and bad news. He had broken 3 ribs, his shoulder, his arm, and had a few blood clots. Our family continued to pray for him. I remember my sister telling me to stay positive and think of the good thing that have happened. That was very hard for me to do since I had been thinking of the worst scenario that could have happened. That next day I went to visit him with my