Eighteen
My adolescent years were quite the roller coaster ride; it was an emotional phase in my life where I felt a mixture of sadness and disappointment. At fourteen I was torn away from my family and friends in Miami, and was made to live with my farther and step mother in Brooksville, Florida. At first the move affected me tremendously, but I was soon settling in, attending a new high school and making new friends. I would always say how I could not wait to be eighteen and move back to Miami. Time had passed, and I was finally eighteen and graduating high school; I was filled with happiness to be reunited once again with my family to celebrate my achievement. On this day my father, who had always given me jewelry growing up, gave me a very …show more content…
It was March of 2006, my best friend and I had decided to meet up with some friends at a local restaurant for drinks. The night was young, and she had suggested we go trail riding, personally I wanted to call it a night and had suggested she do the same. She became rather upset with me and voiced her opinion on how I never took a walk on the wild side; taking that chance, I got into the truck with her and another friend. We headed out to some mudding trails and to my surprise the ride was actually enjoyable; but as we went deeper into the woods it seemed we were picking up speed, fish tailing a few times, panic overcame me. Ultimately we lost control, and hit a tree head on at about forty-five, fifty miles per hour. Looking back now, I can still feel the cool night surrounding me in the total darkness of those woods, waking up to realize I was still alive. Luckily I walked away from the accident with nothing but a bruised arm caused by the air bag deployment; sadly my best friend lost her left eye and the driver had minor injuries. Unfortunately during the accident I also lost a bracelet from the impact of my arm hitting the window; but my medallion, which I was also wearing at the time survived it all. This is one of those memories that will always haunt me; it is also a reminder of what a close call I had with death, and how fortunate I was to have walked away
My adolescent years were quite the roller coaster ride; it was an emotional phase in my life where I felt a mixture of sadness and disappointment. At fourteen I was torn away from my family and friends in Miami, and was made to live with my farther and step mother in Brooksville, Florida. At first the move affected me tremendously, but I was soon settling in, attending a new high school and making new friends. I would always say how I could not wait to be eighteen and move back to Miami. Time had passed, and I was finally eighteen and graduating high school; I was filled with happiness to be reunited once again with my family to celebrate my achievement. On this day my father, who had always given me jewelry growing up, gave me a very …show more content…
It was March of 2006, my best friend and I had decided to meet up with some friends at a local restaurant for drinks. The night was young, and she had suggested we go trail riding, personally I wanted to call it a night and had suggested she do the same. She became rather upset with me and voiced her opinion on how I never took a walk on the wild side; taking that chance, I got into the truck with her and another friend. We headed out to some mudding trails and to my surprise the ride was actually enjoyable; but as we went deeper into the woods it seemed we were picking up speed, fish tailing a few times, panic overcame me. Ultimately we lost control, and hit a tree head on at about forty-five, fifty miles per hour. Looking back now, I can still feel the cool night surrounding me in the total darkness of those woods, waking up to realize I was still alive. Luckily I walked away from the accident with nothing but a bruised arm caused by the air bag deployment; sadly my best friend lost her left eye and the driver had minor injuries. Unfortunately during the accident I also lost a bracelet from the impact of my arm hitting the window; but my medallion, which I was also wearing at the time survived it all. This is one of those memories that will always haunt me; it is also a reminder of what a close call I had with death, and how fortunate I was to have walked away