Ever noticed how quickly time fly’s by? A single day retains only twenty-four hours; ones individual life is contrived up of these single seconds, hours, and minutes. Before it’s even realized that time has passed. How that time was spent is inconsequential. I realized that no matter how that time was used; that day will come to a halt. When it ends there is a series of questions you can ask yourself. In my opinion there is one question that trumps the others. Did I have a positive effect on the world today? This question holds a very special place in my heart. Early in life I had to learn a tough lesson; I practically fell in deaths’ grasp. The lesson transpired on May 9, 2015. I had just entered my last week in high school, and excited
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Once in my car I departed for home. At the time I lived on a street called Quail Hollow; at the time it had very little lighting. This made it difficult to see down the street at night. There was also abundant amount of greenery which made sight even more difficult. I made my way down the street, and half way down I was blinded by a glaring light. All of a sudden I heard tires screech and a loud yelp. Finally I began recovering from the daze of the light, or so I though in the sheer second I had managed to crash into a tree. My car was completely totaled from the impact. Every single air bag deployed, and windshield broken as well as sunroof. I managed to open my door and walk from the car. I looked around managing to see my battery across the street using the dim street light. I saw my car wrapped around a tree. Still shaken up I sat down on the side of the road. I began to contemplate on my life; realizing I spent the day doing absolutely productive. I didn’t offer the world anything positive. I had twenty-four whole hours and I wasted them on frivolous spending. I felt a sense of relief that I was okay, but I also felt guilt in my heart. Knowing I could have offered up something better that day. I made myself a promise that night. I promised myself that I would offer the world something positive each day. Weather it was putting a smile on someone’s face, or giving them helpful advice. It could
Once in my car I departed for home. At the time I lived on a street called Quail Hollow; at the time it had very little lighting. This made it difficult to see down the street at night. There was also abundant amount of greenery which made sight even more difficult. I made my way down the street, and half way down I was blinded by a glaring light. All of a sudden I heard tires screech and a loud yelp. Finally I began recovering from the daze of the light, or so I though in the sheer second I had managed to crash into a tree. My car was completely totaled from the impact. Every single air bag deployed, and windshield broken as well as sunroof. I managed to open my door and walk from the car. I looked around managing to see my battery across the street using the dim street light. I saw my car wrapped around a tree. Still shaken up I sat down on the side of the road. I began to contemplate on my life; realizing I spent the day doing absolutely productive. I didn’t offer the world anything positive. I had twenty-four whole hours and I wasted them on frivolous spending. I felt a sense of relief that I was okay, but I also felt guilt in my heart. Knowing I could have offered up something better that day. I made myself a promise that night. I promised myself that I would offer the world something positive each day. Weather it was putting a smile on someone’s face, or giving them helpful advice. It could