A Hero has no specific shape or size. There is no blue print, no design pattern, or even a book for a hero to follow. A Hero is just an ordinary person who does an extraordinary task. We may all have a different idea of what a hero might be, or what a hero might do and what defines a hero. Debi Mazar defines a hero as, "Somebody who is selfless, who is generous in spirit, who just tries to give back as much as possible and help people. A hero to me is someone who saves people and who really deeply cares." For me, I have many different heroes, although the people that came to my rescue when I was in an accident were the ones who have made the biggest impression and impact on my life.
Bang! A car hit me from the side! I was caught off guard and rendered unconscious. It was just a normal day. I was coming home from work at the usual time, 5:30 PM. That when I remember I had to stop at the store to buy flowers and a card for a sick friend at the hospital. That was my first mistake. After checking out, I decided to go a different, much quicker route home... My second mistake. I was just making my way home, I was driving with the top down, I had the breeze blowing in my face, my music was slightly too loud, but I didn't care. I was just enjoying life in paradise. All that was taken from me in a matter of …show more content…
We are taking you to the hospital. Don't worry, you are in good hands. We will take good care of you, but I need to you remain calm and still."
The way he said those simple words, everything changed. I felt reassured, and a sense of hope. I felt like I could trust what him and what he was doing.
When I had finally started to recall the events of the previous night, it had been the following morning.
The doctor walked in, checked a few of my vitals, and asked, "How are you feeling?"
" My head really hurts right now, but other than that I'm feeling fine," I said back to
Bang! A car hit me from the side! I was caught off guard and rendered unconscious. It was just a normal day. I was coming home from work at the usual time, 5:30 PM. That when I remember I had to stop at the store to buy flowers and a card for a sick friend at the hospital. That was my first mistake. After checking out, I decided to go a different, much quicker route home... My second mistake. I was just making my way home, I was driving with the top down, I had the breeze blowing in my face, my music was slightly too loud, but I didn't care. I was just enjoying life in paradise. All that was taken from me in a matter of …show more content…
We are taking you to the hospital. Don't worry, you are in good hands. We will take good care of you, but I need to you remain calm and still."
The way he said those simple words, everything changed. I felt reassured, and a sense of hope. I felt like I could trust what him and what he was doing.
When I had finally started to recall the events of the previous night, it had been the following morning.
The doctor walked in, checked a few of my vitals, and asked, "How are you feeling?"
" My head really hurts right now, but other than that I'm feeling fine," I said back to