One Day Narrative

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January 27th, 2015 began just like any other Tuesday. I woke up at 6:00 AM, ate breakfast with my dad, took a shower, threw on some clothes, and went to school. But little did I know that after school that day my life would change drastically for the worse. After school was over I went to my tutor’s house and got there around 3:20 or so, and started studying for my major Probability and Statistics test, I had the following day. At 4:00 he received a call from my dad “Hello? Okay… Oh No! James it’ll be okay… We’ll be there soon bye.” I overheard. He quickly hung up the phone and instructed me to put my socks and shoes on and to hurry, we had to go to the hospital, “Anthony what’s wrong?” I asked concerned. He instantly grabbed me in a hug and…show more content…
Finally we pulled up and I got out and walked up to her room. As I approached her door I stood there with my hand on the handle of the door and prepared myself for walking into anything. “Hey momma, how are you feeling?” I asked finally getting the nerve to walk in the door. She didn’t look good, she was pale and I tried so hard to swallow all the emotions swirling in my stomach making me feel sick. “I’m fine sweetie. I just couldn’t get my breath real good.” My eyes stung from the tears I was holding back, my mom had been fighting diabetes and so many other health problems so long I didn’t know how she was going to pull through this time. Sitting in that room, holding her hand was the only thing I wanted to do, I wanted to spend time with her as much as I could to make her feel better. Around 5:45 or so my dad told me to go home, I had some homework to do that she would be fine without me for the night, I said my goodbyes and told my mom I loved her more than anyone else in the world. Then Anthony took me back to his house to study some more. We finished studying Probability and Statistics and then started on Spanish, and around 7:15 we received another…show more content…
Okay James we are on our way brother.” I heard Anthony say, and again he told me to put on my socks and shoes. Later, I would find out that was the most life changing phone call I had ever overheard. Anthony and I got in the car and he drove us to the local hospice house about 5 minutes away from where we were. She had been taking to the hospice house because her lungs were filling with fluid faster than they could drain them, and she was basically drowning. Pulling up in that parking lot made me sick, I was nervous and when I went to shut my car door I thought my arms were going to fall off. We walked up to the part of the building she was staying in and greeted my dad at the door. He didn’t have to say anything, the tear streaks on his face and his bloodshot eyes explained it all. I hit the pavement, all I had left in me felt numb and all I could do was sit there and sob. Anthony and my dad picked me up and carried me into the room full of people who instantly ran toward me. “Oh baby, I’m so sorry.” I heard my mom’s oldest sister say, “She’s gone to be with the Lord now baby, don’t cry!” I heard her other sister say. I didn’t want to hear any of that; I wanted to be alone with my mother for the last time. I got off the floor and I walked over to her, she was so pale, cold, and still and it scared me. I ran my finger across her hand and smiled slightly “Please come back to me?” I mouthed quietly, and began to violently shake and
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