The ear wrenching sound of crying and fighting is lingering in the air. There is no one here, it is lightless and cold. Emptiness fills the house completely. All of the pictures are off the walls, the TV is gone, house is a mess. The tears are getting held back by all of the pain in my chest. The hair on my arms stand up and goosebumps begin head to toe. Tears slowly drop, it feels like there is a hole in my heart. She's gone, she moved, everything is gone. The feeling of disbelief gathers inside. This can't be real, is this a dream? We pack up the truck and we leave to go see her. The truck pulls into an old blue rigged house and there she is looking out the window. I'm still shocked that she has left. The door creeks open loudly and there
My mother was taking care of me, and my three other siblings all alone by herself. When my father was living my mother only had one job, but now she had to work more. She had a massive impact on our lives by making sure we had everything we needed. Because I was the oldest of my siblings, I felt like I was a parent. At just eight years old, I had to skip school just to make sure my siblings had someone to look after them while my mother worked. I was obligated to feed them, give them baths, and put clothes on them. It was very difficult, but I knew my mother had to pay bills, and take care of us and herself, so I knew she couldn’t afford a babysitter. When times got very tough, my mom would get stressed out and take it out on us by throwing tantrums, hollering at us and beating on us. I didn’t have a choice but to encourage my mother, and be the one to push her to not give
When I finally found my words I asked what was going on and my mother told me that my sister was in a car accident. When we arrived at the scene all I could see was my sister’s car sideways in the middle of the road with the entire front of it smashed up towards the windshield. As I looked around I saw my sister, emerging from a tan SUV I had never seen before, running towards my parents. The ambulances began to arrive and I was in my sister’s arms when I realized that there was no other damaged car at the
Throughout an individual’s lifespan, sibling relationships are some of the closet and most intimate relationship (Buhrmester & Furman, 1990). Moreover, they are the longest lasting and non-voluntary relationships. In sibling relationship, there are emotionally ambivalent, conflicts in some cases as well as warm in others; and it can be frequently mixed (Brody, 2004). Nonetheless, sibling relationship may act as a ‘training ground’ for both siblings (Stauffacher & DeHart, 2006).
For instant, when I gathered my pieces again, the image started to show clearly in my mind, “ The voice I heard was my mother’s “ I said to my self. I started a conversation with my inner self “ A key ! why would mom ask for a key ! which key ! didn’t she go for a ride ? maybe she lost the car’s key ? but, why would she speak with such suspicious voice ? “ there was no other solution, despite checking our parking garage. I plucked up the courage and run down to the garden, the garage’s gate was closed and that what increased my feeling of uncertainty. I opened the gate, neither mom nor the car were inside. “ Is she driving ? did she involve her self in a road accident ? what might be happening ? “ I said to my self”. A faint light was attracting my attention, I got closed to check it, I began to jog toward the source, I trampled a stick to realize that the light was like a reflection of a dog or a cat, I stepped forward to know whether it was my pet cat, suddenly the cat attacked me. I moved back from panic. I felt that someone or something touched my back, thus, I screamed out loud. “Sweetie, wake up it is time to go school “ my mom said. Then I realized that the whole was a
The car would not go, and none of the electronics in the car would work either. We were just sitting there in silence. All I could think about was how we were going to get out of this terrible place. It was as if our life was flashing before our eyes. Suddenly the radio turns back on. Jingle bells is playing and the music was turned up as loud as it goes. Immediately we all scream. We were all speechless and didn’t know what to do. Jingle Bells only played for a short time and then the radio just went to static. It was as if we would never get out this
The ride home had been the most excruciating car ride of my life. Grasping this all new information, coping with grief and guilt had been extremely grueling. As my stepfather brought my sister and I home, nothing was to be said, no words were leaving my mouth.Our different home, we all limped our ways to our beds, and cried ourselves to sleep with nothing but silence remaining. Death had surprised me once
What is family? Each person defines family according to what family means to him/her. The concept of family means various things to different people, yet the meaning of the word can bring different emotions to the person who hears it. But no one is born into this life alone. Everyone has known the bond of family, at least at birth, and for many it is a bond that can last life long time.
Squatting on the ground, I was weeping. I couldn’t see anything, not even my hand although it was not far from me. I made my eyes widely open to make sure if my eyes went blind or not. When it was around 8pm, I started looking for the window. Touching my hands on the corners of the room, I finally found it. I used up all my energy opening the window, but it was covered with hard dust and it was rigid. I fell down, and cried a lot. I couldn’t sleep throughout the whole night, because I was hungry and thirsty. In addition to this, it was cold in the middle of that night. I was shivering and coughing persistently. Time passed, and it was early in the morning, but nothing
With music blasting, voices singing and talking, it was another typical ride to school with my sister. Because of our belated departure, I went fast, too fast. We started down the first road to our destination. This road is about three miles long and filled with little hills. As we broke the top of one of the small, blind hills in the middle of the right lane was a dead deer. Without any thought, purely by instinct I pulled the wheel of the car to the left and back over to the right. No big deal but I was going fast. The car swerved back to the left, to the right, to the left. Each time I could feel the car scratching the earth with its side. My body jolted with the sporadic movements of the car. The car swerved to the right for the last time. With my eyes sealed tight, I could feel my body float off the seat of the car.