Weeeoooeee!! The sound of the ambulance in front of my house. Long ago when I was younger my brother, and I were riding our bikes, and Bam! Out of nowhere I was hit by a car. In the midst of it later found out my leg was broken, and when the doctors told my mother, I had no motivation to walk again.…
Mr. Richard, I am Violeta Motta, we talked briefly around 1pm today regarding the incident that happened today with Mercedes. I entered the cafeteria at 1pm like always, I wanted to buy turkey slices. When I started to grab my first piece of turkey with the tong that is set out to use, Mercedes told me in an angry manner, “Don't grab the turkey slices, (when I pick out turkey slices, I usually pick the smallest and thinnest piece, Mercedes doesn't like this), you don't have to make the turkey into little pieces”. I showed her the container I had my turkey in, so she could see it wasn't sliced into pieces and I told her, “look its not into little pieces, you can see. Look before you speak what isn't true.…
Gertrude's death was caused because of the toxic expectations put on her for being a wife. She could not, or maybe did not want to, see that Claudius was guilty of killing her husband until she begins to die from the poison in the cup. This is when she realizes her mistake. Her eyes are finally opened to the fact that Claudius was trying to cause her son harm. "Before she dies she does not waste time on vituperation; she warns Hamlet that the drink is poisoned to prevent his drinking it.…
The redemption of Mother Nature’s liveliness from the laziness of winter marks the beginning of spring. On a joyful spring day, my Mother deemed it appropriate to begin the annual cleaning of the cramped living structure attached to our motel, which we proudly called “home.” During the tedious process of re-organizing my room, I found a dusty briefcase containing many aged, crippled documents and a beautiful framed picture of my Mother. My 9-year-old self was in a perplexed state as I re-gazed at the picture in awe when my Mother told me that the “picture” was actually a drawing created by a local villager in India. This moment sparked an inextinguishable desire within me to create realistic artwork using the minimal art media that I had.…
Dahler, Don. “12-year-old's suicide spotlights cyber-bullying threat.” CBS Evening News. CBS Interactive Inc. 2013. Web.…
Alex Barraclough Mr.Pfarrer English 101, per 9 22 September 2015 On Friday October 4th 2013 I arrived home from school, my agenda consisted of watching netflix and playing video games, I didn't expect my mother to come to me and say ”Your father committed suicide” I paused in perplexity. At that moment I began to question myself. How can this have happened? How could my my own blood have done such a thing?…
* .. Myself, your anguished unpleasant distressed situation reminded me a number of years ago when I had some terrifying serious adverse side effects of certain prescription drugs, prescribe by my doctor to help assist me with my nerves, my dearest housewife "Sweetheart Asya". * .. As a result, it causes such a horrific panicking reaction in problematically affecting my breathing that I could hardly breathe normally for several hours. * * ..…
Last Friday when I went to pick up my 11-year old from school I noticed that he was upset, when he got in the car he just started crying. One of his classmates, a 12-year old boy had committed suicide because he was being bullied by an eighth grader and he couldn’t handle it anymore. My son was very upset, he couldn’t believe that his classmate had done that and he kept asking why nobody helped him. I told him that maybe he didn’t talk to anybody that he kept everything to himself. I had a long talk with him, I assured him that his dad and I were always going to be there for him and that is someone is bullying him to let us know and that we would do anything to getting away from that situation.…
Family Unforeseen Death Ensuing with my mother being away, my youngest Aunty Phi committed suicide during my mother incarceration. Aunty Phi was fifteen at the time, she very caring and loved me unconditionally-reminiscing still lingering me today. Every night during dinner, Aunty Phi would discreetly add extra food to my plate and make sure I am full before bed. She would warm me at night when I asked of my mother. Aunty Phi was practically a surrogate mother to me with those memorable moments.…
“And there she was - lying motionless on the old-fashioned, discolored rug in the living room. At that moment, as I was staring into her void eyes, I became a living corpse myself.” I swallow hard, as the vision of her lifeless body flashes right before my eyes. Eight years later, the memory is as vivid as ever. Hugh listens carefully, periodically diverting his gaze away from me.…
On November 29th, 2012 my niece Nayyira died. She was nineteen years old and was on her way back to Coatesville when she fell asleep at the wheel, crashed, got out of the car, and started started walking around the highway. Eventually she was accidentally hit by a truck. This was the first time that someone I knew had died and it hit me very hard.…
John, How do you feel today? I feel a little bit better today. I feel everything going to be fine.…
You’re sitting in your room. Door locked, with a pen in your hand and a blank piece of paper in front of you. Your hand is shaking and the tears begin again- for the third time in the past hour. ‘To my family’ you write at the top of the page, but decide it’s a bad way to begin your letter, your suicide letter. You try again, start over, again, but you don’t know how to begin.…
Suicide is a continuing problem in the United States. Suicide is one killing himself through various methods. This is mostly due to depression and stress. The suicide rate is increasing again. This is a problem as people are taking their own lives.…
Imagine feeling so desperate, alone and suffocated that your walls are caving in and the only way you see out of this is by taking your own life. There is no other option. No one wants you. No one will care. You are not enough.…