I know a lot of people that have been through their crucible or "severe trial" which has forced them to change, and look at things differently in life. In this essay I’m going to be writing about my crucible and how it affected me. So the severe trial that I’ve been through in my life happened last year during the school year, a month and a half before summer started. The whole eighth grade class was excited because we were going to go roller skating as a school field trip. I was especially excited because I had never been roller skating before and all my friends had told me that it was really fun. Little did we know that
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After what felt like twenty four hours, the ambulance finally got to me and I could not have felt more relief than when I saw them. They asked the teachers how I was and they started taking out some tools. Then the emts took out some tools to take off the rollerskate and cut off the leg sleeve of my pants. Later that day in the hospital, the doctor had told my mom and I that I had broken my ankle in three different areas. The doctor also told us that I would need to have surgery to put at least 4-5 screws in my ankle. So my mom was driving us home while I sat in the back, full leg all wrapped up and my face full of tears. I went right to bed that night, ignoring my phone and feeling full of embarrassment. I had actually decided to not check my phone for a couple days. When I finally decided to, I only had notifications from my family. All of my “friends” that were at the field trip and saw me be taken by an ambulance didn’t text or call me. I felt so foolish for thinking those people …show more content…
I had to be homeschooled for the rest of the school year and I had to miss my freshman football year. Needing a teacher to come to your house because you're incapable of going to school felt awful. But none of the people I considered friends checking up on me while feeling nothing but sepulchral, that felt worse to me. Ever since I’ve been taking precautions as to who I become friends with. All I have is acquaintances and family, but rarely do I consider people friends. Whenever I tell someone about how I don’t
After what felt like twenty four hours, the ambulance finally got to me and I could not have felt more relief than when I saw them. They asked the teachers how I was and they started taking out some tools. Then the emts took out some tools to take off the rollerskate and cut off the leg sleeve of my pants. Later that day in the hospital, the doctor had told my mom and I that I had broken my ankle in three different areas. The doctor also told us that I would need to have surgery to put at least 4-5 screws in my ankle. So my mom was driving us home while I sat in the back, full leg all wrapped up and my face full of tears. I went right to bed that night, ignoring my phone and feeling full of embarrassment. I had actually decided to not check my phone for a couple days. When I finally decided to, I only had notifications from my family. All of my “friends” that were at the field trip and saw me be taken by an ambulance didn’t text or call me. I felt so foolish for thinking those people …show more content…
I had to be homeschooled for the rest of the school year and I had to miss my freshman football year. Needing a teacher to come to your house because you're incapable of going to school felt awful. But none of the people I considered friends checking up on me while feeling nothing but sepulchral, that felt worse to me. Ever since I’ve been taking precautions as to who I become friends with. All I have is acquaintances and family, but rarely do I consider people friends. Whenever I tell someone about how I don’t