Narrative Essay: All Is Not As It Seems

All Is Not as It Seems I was taught two things while growing up: stay out of drama and stay out of a mother and daughter fight. When the day came that I saw a mother and daughter fighting about going to a concert, staying out of it was something I could not bring myself to do. Growing up I was never allowed to go to a concert, and with all the attacks happening at concerts, I do not blame my parents for keeping me from attending them. I know what you must be thinking, “What kind of an idiot would try to interfere with the way a mother raises her child?” Well I shall tell you what kind of an idiot. That idiot would be me. Then you may ask, “why did you interfere?”. I interfered because this young girl seemed oblivious to the dangers of the …show more content…
Finally, one story seemed to hit home with her. “On the news a while back there was a story about another attack at a concert; I believe it was an Ariana Grande concert. Everyone went in with the hopes that they were going to a normal, fun filled, energetic concert, but coming out of the concert was a different story. A bomb went off in the venue in London, not an average bomb, but one filled with nails. So many people died. Some people were killed by the bomb and the horrible injuries that they sustained from the nails and shrapnel tearing through their flesh. Other people were killed in the hysteria that ensued after the bomb went off. People were trampled when they fell to the ground trying to run away. Many parents now refuse to let their children go to concerts and it’s all because of this event,” I said as great big tears began to well in her eyes. I quickly took a tissue from the box by the computer and handed it to her. “Do you now understand what I am trying to tell you?”, I asked as she sat there crying. “My beautiful, carefree, worriless cousin died that day. She was dancing and having the time of her life. She had just posted a video on Facebook right before the bomb exploded. She was my best friend and I lost her that day because someone decided it would be fun to plant a bomb at a concert,” she said wiping her eyes. I knew I had broken through a barrier with her. Everything I had been trying to make her understand seemed to finally make an impact with her. You see, that day she learned how to find reliable information. She was able to understand that her mother was not just overreacting. She also learned how strong people must be to keep their wits about them in all aspects of their