Imagine being a 19 year old know it all with your whole life ahead of you; that 19 year old was me 3 years ago. When you're young it seems easy almost natural to be carefree and self-absorbed. At that time my world revolved only around me; I hated watching the news because everything happening in the real world was scary to me. I did not live in the real world. I lived in my own world where something scary could never happen to me. I was privileged and did not realize how much I took for granted until it was all almost taken away from me.
I had a job, I was in school, and I had minor responsibilities; I thought of myself as an adult but my parent did not share the same feeling. I desperately wanted to be an adult and I knew I would not get the freedom I yearned for while still under my my parents roof. I made the decision that I was going to finally move out. I never mentioned the idea to my parents, I worked tirelessly for an entire year until I had enough money saved up. When I finally told my parents about my decision it was too late to turn back, my mind was made up and none of their concerns mattered to me. I was finally …show more content…
We had not argued for a few days so our night was going well. My phone began to ring and before I knew what happened my phone was slapped across my face. He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me all the way to my car. I could not fight back with his hits being thrown at me, all I could do was attempt to cover my face. He drove us to a secluded area and hit me repeatedly with a gun. He dragged me out of my car and forced me on my knees in the middle of the road. I was in the middle of nowhere with a gun to my head, my entire life flashed before my eyes. He shot the gun once in the air and once next to my face; my ears were ringing for days. He did not kill me but I already felt dead, he took everything I had including my pride and
I had a job, I was in school, and I had minor responsibilities; I thought of myself as an adult but my parent did not share the same feeling. I desperately wanted to be an adult and I knew I would not get the freedom I yearned for while still under my my parents roof. I made the decision that I was going to finally move out. I never mentioned the idea to my parents, I worked tirelessly for an entire year until I had enough money saved up. When I finally told my parents about my decision it was too late to turn back, my mind was made up and none of their concerns mattered to me. I was finally …show more content…
We had not argued for a few days so our night was going well. My phone began to ring and before I knew what happened my phone was slapped across my face. He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me all the way to my car. I could not fight back with his hits being thrown at me, all I could do was attempt to cover my face. He drove us to a secluded area and hit me repeatedly with a gun. He dragged me out of my car and forced me on my knees in the middle of the road. I was in the middle of nowhere with a gun to my head, my entire life flashed before my eyes. He shot the gun once in the air and once next to my face; my ears were ringing for days. He did not kill me but I already felt dead, he took everything I had including my pride and