Personal Narrative: Rehab

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Rehab. The word threw itself around my head, spiraling into oblivion. I had survived; but alas, I had a yearning for something more than the life I had been handed. All that I had once had was slipping away, and I could no longer bear to see anymore. Though I knew this experience to be a wake up call, I had a lust for the life I once led. I had survived; but new miseries plagued my mind. I saw little joy in life. I thought only of Frank Iero. I had lost him forever. I grieved for him, for he had quite captured my heart. But the cold truth is, he was the least of my worries. I laid back on the narrow hospital bed, amazed at what I had become. It was quiet in the hospital, and this allowed me much time to think. I was always thinking; thinking

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