“Never make a mountain out of a mole hill,” I grew up not understanding what that meant, but now I know. It essentially means that you shouldn’t play with your fate, you never know what could happen or what you could see. I grew up believing depression would never get to me that I would be unaffected by it, but now I know that this is not the case. I used to be told by my father that depressed people were ‘freaks’ or ‘crying out for attention’, but there are many people who suffer in silence, who don’t let people know how they truly feel-me included. I’ve seen some traumatic things, things that have scarred me for life, I’m going to tell you some of those things right now.
The first incident, I was on a bus, going home, I must’ve been at least 4, possibly 5, when this occurred, and we were on the bus waiting at the traffic lights. Then suddenly 2 motorcycles pass the bus very fast, I thought it was a little race at first, I could hear my sisters crying behind me but I paid them little mind, my mum tried calming them down. Then suddenly, the 2 motorcyclists ram into each other and fly apart, one of the motorcyclists falls off his bike and rolls under a car, the lights turned green at that point and he was run over, his upper torso crushed by the weight of the car, his heart and lungs collapsing on top of …show more content…
I saw fear and panic in his eyes, the police picked the lock on the door and ran inside the house, my father then ran out into the back yard in panic, but the police were close behind him. I hid under a blanket that was on the couch for my father’s friend who had stayed the night, soon I hear in a soothing tone “Don’t worry little guy, we won’t hurt your father. We only need to talk to
The first incident, I was on a bus, going home, I must’ve been at least 4, possibly 5, when this occurred, and we were on the bus waiting at the traffic lights. Then suddenly 2 motorcycles pass the bus very fast, I thought it was a little race at first, I could hear my sisters crying behind me but I paid them little mind, my mum tried calming them down. Then suddenly, the 2 motorcyclists ram into each other and fly apart, one of the motorcyclists falls off his bike and rolls under a car, the lights turned green at that point and he was run over, his upper torso crushed by the weight of the car, his heart and lungs collapsing on top of …show more content…
I saw fear and panic in his eyes, the police picked the lock on the door and ran inside the house, my father then ran out into the back yard in panic, but the police were close behind him. I hid under a blanket that was on the couch for my father’s friend who had stayed the night, soon I hear in a soothing tone “Don’t worry little guy, we won’t hurt your father. We only need to talk to