Personal Narrative-Analysis

I grew up quickly last year and realized that I don't get to control the consequences of my actions. One of the other big things I learned as well is that I don't get to choose the consequences of other people's actions either. I learned things about myself that I'm glad I know but it was difficult for me to come to terms with until I had n choice but to face the deepest and darkest fears in my life. I Learned what it meant to be a grown up and I realized that I was vastly unprepared and scared about what I will be doing in ten years. It still scares me but I know who I am and what matters to me. That lesson was forced upon me in a tough time in my life and I'll never forget it. Life doesn’t discriminate between who to screw over. Everyday things happen to good people who don’t deserve it. When I was a sophomore I was playing in our quarterfinal football game against Milford High School. We were playing a stellar game. Everyone was contributing and The Monticello Buckaroos were winning. It was a battle and everyone on the field knew it. Milford was Well known …show more content…
It was the scariest ride of my life. I had just had a bombshell dropped on me and now I was all alone in the back of an ambulance headed to a hospital where I had no clue how long I’d be there or even if I would be alright when I got there. The EMT’s were kind to me but they were strangers and I was upset, angry and confused. I kept trying to crack little jokes so the EMT’s would talk to me rather than just sitting there staring at me blankly and trying to figure out what was wrong with me. I made it through the ride to Salt Lake in one peicde although I had been shaken up by the rough riding ambulance. When I got to the hospital I was an anomaly. I was a six foot four inch athlete in a hospital full of small children who were struggling through life threatening illnesses and