Personal Narrative-Medical School

My day was going horribly. I forgot the algebra test today, my lunch spilled all over me, and my teacher had piled on the homework. It was last period, and I didn’t think my day could get worse, until I was told to pick up my stuff and go to the office. At first I was glad because I thought I was getting signed out, but when I got there, neither of my parents were in sight. What worried me even more was that all of the ladies in the office had horrible pitiful looks on their faces.
“What’s wrong?” I asked. No one seemed eager to reply. One of the ladies took me and gingerly sat me on the couch.
“Susan, I am very sorry to tell you this…. Oh I’ll just say it. I am terribly sorry to tell you that your parents were in a tragic car crash, and your father has sadly passed away.”
I felt numb. All I could think about is that I would never see his smile, or hear his vibrant laugh again. Then everything went dark. …show more content…
I looked over to find a an IV hooked upto my arm. Then I took in my surroundings. I was in a room with tan walls, 2 chairs in each corner, and a big window that was covered by curtains. I realized I was in a hospital room. Still groggy from my nap, I tried to remember what happened. Then it hit me: my dad was dead. I just stood there, staring at the blackout curtains. No! No! This couldn’t be real. In moments I would wake up and it will all be fake. But it didn’t go away. I must have sat there for hours just staring at the curtains, hoping that I would wake up from this horrible dream, but it never happened. When I started to realize that I wasn’t going to wake up, the sensation that happened right before everything went dark pricked the edge of my mind, and I thought, Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if it all went dark, even if it is just for a little while. But the darkness didn’t envelop me in a hug, instead came gut wrenching