Personal Narrative: Personal Crisis And Conflict

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This is a time when everything in my life changed so drastically that sometimes it feels like I 'm in some else’s body, living someone else life. The crisis that is my life, how life can go from fine to what just happened, in a matter of 2 hours. A time where I have experienced a personal crisis and conflict was just before my parents were getting divorced. It was a regular day in May - May 25, 2013 at 7:37 pm - my father has just come back from a long personal trip to my hometown. As soon as, he walked into the house yelling and screaming erupt throughout the house. I see my mom up against the floor with my father holding her in place. Fear and worry were shooting through my body and mind grabbing my brother and sister in a nearby
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At first fear when the fight first started my stomach was clenched and rolling, it felt as if something was pushing at it. When I witnessed my mom pulled down against the floor my hands started to shake, and sweat, as I was worried that my mom was going to be seriously injured. The thought of my mother injured made me feel so worried that tears were welled up in my eyes and my heart started to beat extremely hard it felt as if it were to escape out of the my barricade chest. When we arrived at the police station I had the feeling of numbness going through my body I didn’t know what to think or feel about the situation that I was now in. Although in a situation similar to this it is generally understandable to have body sensations while being in the middle of a conflict where two individuals that you formed a relationship with you would be in an unsafe or unpredictable …show more content…
Keeping calm was the most difficult strength that I had because when it came to my brother and sister that were with me and having to keep reassuring them that everything was fine. It was a struggle to have them believe that everything was going to be okay and nothing bad was going to happen, even though I didn’t believe that at the time. The limitations that I faced during this situation was my age and my fear, when it came to the actual crisis because when the conflict I was not even 16 years old at the time and I couldn’t comprehend the fact that this was happening. The fear that was going through me, I didn’t have the mental ability to bring myself to interfere my pushing my father

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