Personal Narrative: The Worst Day Of My Life

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On Friday, March 30, 2012, I was staying the night at my great-aunt and uncle`s house. We got a call my other great-aunt Linda Kay had a heart attack and would have surgery the next morning. Luckily, I got the chance to talk to her. we were joking on the phone just having a good time but at the end of that call, I knew something was wrong because she said, “I love you to brat”, which she never said to me. Little did I know that would be the last time I would hear her voice. The next morning, my family and I prayed the doctors would be able to fix her.

Thankfully, all her heart stents went in without a problem. The only downside to the surgery was that they had to put her in a medically induced coma for a couple of hours.

Sunday morning my
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I am pretty sure that was the last moment those walls ever saw me cry. This day was the worst day of my life and one of the best because it was the last day my divorced parents were in a room together and civil. After the funeral, we all went back to our lives pretending that nothing happened, but trying to honor her memory. We never thought her death would be so detrimental to our family. We stopped having family Christmas, brother turned on sister. We ended up broke off into little groups not including some in an event or not even inviting them. We have become such a divided family since it all happened. None of us see one another unless they are a part of that “group”. Some family members don’t even acknowledge other members when seen in public or even at all. Due to the emotions, I was left with I have decided to become a doctor. I want to be able to save families from the pain my family went through. I also want to try to prevent anything else like this from happening. I plan on doing that by having the medical knowledge to say “yeah, they messed up or they did everything they could”. Over the years I have been able to channel the sadness and anger of her death into the drive I needed for me to get better grades, actually, try at school, and get better at basketball. I have done this to the point I went from a C-B student to an A-B student and from the bench for 3 years to the starter. Many don’t know that her death is the reason I am so calm and collected in sad and hard

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