“Mijita, you are going to have to wait until everybody leaves from the party and then we will take you to the hospital.” My mom said. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Was my mom really saying this? Were these the words coming out of her mouth? I couldn’t accept what I had just heard and that made me even more disappointed than what I already was. In that moment, I felt confused and at the same time shocked. Was my mom’s reputation more important than a bone popping out of my arm? Was she really being that self-centered by putting the party over me first? I had no words to describe the feeling that rushed through my body, I couldn’t believe this was all real. That day was beautiful with the sun coming out shining brighter than ever and
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I didn’t apprehend why my friend would push me off the trampoline, I was terrified. Trying to get up from the cement was harder than I thought, I felt a lot of pain and I couldn’t move my arm. Looking at my arm made me even more terrified, my arm was full of scratches and redness due to the fact that my bone had just popped and moved. My mom then heard my screams and quickly came and carried me into the living room, I stayed there sobbing and melancholic. I could see how all my friends were getting to the party and how much fun they were having. I would hear laughter and screaming from all my friends running around playing, they were having the best time while I was crying in the living room. I wasn’t joyful, I just wanted to fix it so I can go and have fun at my …show more content…
Did she care about my feelings? Did she understand the pain I was feeling? What she said made it pretty clear that she didn’t. She was more disturbed about what the people would think than my own feelings. My own pain. My own bone popped out of my arm. Why though? I don’t know, I never understood why my own mom would care more about reputation. Was it because she wasted a lot of money on the party that she wanted it to be worth something at last? Whatever, it didn’t excuse what she did, just because of these actions I never wanted a party again. I never thought my birthday would be that bad and by bad I mean everything went wrong. That party reminds me of the pain I felt and the long hours my own mother made me wait. It was a disappointment and I personally never want to go through that
I didn’t apprehend why my friend would push me off the trampoline, I was terrified. Trying to get up from the cement was harder than I thought, I felt a lot of pain and I couldn’t move my arm. Looking at my arm made me even more terrified, my arm was full of scratches and redness due to the fact that my bone had just popped and moved. My mom then heard my screams and quickly came and carried me into the living room, I stayed there sobbing and melancholic. I could see how all my friends were getting to the party and how much fun they were having. I would hear laughter and screaming from all my friends running around playing, they were having the best time while I was crying in the living room. I wasn’t joyful, I just wanted to fix it so I can go and have fun at my …show more content…
Did she care about my feelings? Did she understand the pain I was feeling? What she said made it pretty clear that she didn’t. She was more disturbed about what the people would think than my own feelings. My own pain. My own bone popped out of my arm. Why though? I don’t know, I never understood why my own mom would care more about reputation. Was it because she wasted a lot of money on the party that she wanted it to be worth something at last? Whatever, it didn’t excuse what she did, just because of these actions I never wanted a party again. I never thought my birthday would be that bad and by bad I mean everything went wrong. That party reminds me of the pain I felt and the long hours my own mother made me wait. It was a disappointment and I personally never want to go through that