Throughout Jessica’s journey of losing her leg, she acquires an enormous level of support and comfort from her family while she is finding her way. Losing a leg is something that nobody ever wants to happen, but Jessica doesn’t get this choice. Along the way of the process
With each passing moment, my heart seems to yearn for our reunion with even greater ardor, despite my prior belief that my love for you had already reached the zenith of human emotion. Over the course of our long and painful separation, I have experienced and endured more than I ever thought I would within the vicinity of my time on this earth, and have been forced to drastically revise my interpretations of both pure bliss and anguish.
I had just walked into Annie’s room to find her screaming in pain. I ran to find the supervising nurse and rushed back to comfort Annie. Shortly after, the nurse came, fed Annie her medications, and walked out. Not a word was said. But I knew Annie was afraid, confused, upset; managing deep pain in her body. I knew she did not want to be alone, so I stayed beside her for a while, holding her hand until she fell asleep, telling her she would be okay. ================
Oh my God! Betsy!" It was my dad. I was disappointed and embarrassed of myself. I had let him down. My voice yelled for help as my heart beat rapidly with fear and relief. The car wobbled. I could feel the weight of the car lift slowly off me. For the first time, intense pain struck my lower half. "Crawl out of there," someone yelled to me. I pushed against the ground with all my might but I couldn't move. The pain was excruciating, nevertheless I could not feel the lower half of my body. I felt paralyzed. Still struggling to move, I felt strong arms glide around my shoulders and under my armpits. They drug me out of the way of the falling car. My dad had saved me. As I lie on the weed covered ground, several people surrounded me. I dreamily looked around and saw my sister sitting Indian style next to me, plastered in blood. She had run barefoot to the nearest house to call 911 and my dad. She was my angel. We sat there in shock. Was it just a dream? Everything had happened so fast. Every minute lying on that dirt felt like a lifetime. Strangers kept poking every inch of my body and bugging me with questions that I didn't have answers to. After that, the ambulance finally arrived. They rushed over to my sister and I and they asked me a number of questions that I obliviously answered and started to get me ready to go. With a bright orange brace around my neck they slowly pushed me onto a stiff
Crouched behind a square column of the porch of an old late-Victorian frame home, now shelter for squatters, Lew was watching for Molly. Molly is an unassuming yet attractive young woman who makes her living dancing at a local ‘gentleman’s’ club called the Lucky Lady. She lives in a second floor apartment of The Hanright Home, a rundown Gothic Revival house split into six apartments. Lew lives in the apartment next door.
I am proud and grateful to call you one of my closest friends. In English we were instructed to write an essay on someone that has had an impact on our life. Trevor wrote about Greg, others wrote about their parents and I wrote about you. I would give this to you, but it is horrible writing. I did call you laudable though, so I think that makes up for it. So for the first of many thank you’s in this letter, thank you for never giving up on me, especially when everyone else had.
This essay will outline the legal rights and obligations of Josh and Julie in regards to the likelihood of legal action being pursued against them by Steward and/or Brendan in regards to a breach of contract. The argument will summaries the difference between an offer and an invitation to treat and how the courts would interpret Josh and Stewards case if it were to go to court. The situation considered between Josh and Brendan will be dismembered quickly. Clarification is provided to describe the irrelevance of the exclusion clause within their agreement; this is backed up through evidence in statute law. To conclude the arguments will outline how Josh and Julie will not suffer any legal action brought forward by either Steward or Brendan but
I know sometimes life can be difficult, and I know it’s me who sometimes makes it that way. I can promise you that I don’t do it knowingly and I want the best for you in any possible way. It’s why I’m dedicating this work to you. I know you 're probably proof reading this right now wondering why the hell I gave it to you to proof read, but I know you 'd probably never read it other wise; I know you love me and would do anything for me, but lets face it, it’s true.
The poem “Maggie And Milly And Molly and May” by E.E. Cummings is an interesting poem about Maggie, Milly, Molly, and May going to the beach. First, this poem was difficult to analyze due to that fact that “Cummings experimented radically with form, punctuation, spelling, and syntax, abandoning traditional techniques and structures to create a new, highly idiosyncratic means of poetic expression” (poets.org). This made the poem epically difficult to analyze, but there is still a theme present. In this poem, E.E. Cummings expressed that everyone is unique. The theme of how you act at the beach reflects your personality in “Maggie and Milly and Molly and May” is established through its ending, its plot, and its symbols.
She mentioned that Nicole had Leukemia, which was not the best news to hear knowing that someone you recently met has the risk of dying. This added on to my mind set changing quite a bit again I thought that I would commence a grand relationship with my sister and even felt close to her because she looked exactly like me when I was seven years old. As well as being quite introverted but has a unique personality like me therefore bonding quite rapidly. Despite all this I felt like the first good thing that came to my life was slowly slipping away. Hence, it pained me immensely that I had no way to cure her from this disease from one day to another. It hurt me more because since I found out I was always melancholy in school and although I have always been fond of school, since the news it gave me nuisance to even go. I wanted to stay kept away in my room just to cry, but I knew that it was not the best way to attack the situation. Therefore, that unfortunate news lead me to be more motivated in pursuing my career as a biomedical engineer because I would have another reason to facilitate in the medical field. As well as, teaching me that when life has obstacles despite not being fond of change you have to learn hot to deal with them, overcome them, and as dreadful as the obstacle may be to turn the situation into something beneficial or positive no matter how dark it may
I know that I start things between us a lot of the time, but even you know why. You know that it took a lot for me to trust you, but now I do. I am so happy that you are still here with me, being patient, and still by my side. So many people say that I will not make it far in life, but they do not understand me, let alone know me. So many of those people do not know how hard you push me to make something of myself. In the past, I honestly believed that I would not make it anywhere, but now I know that as long as I am happy and still alive, with you by my side I am doing great and can achieve anything.
A precautious individual, I began to pedal at a slightly increased rate. Still I didn't feel as though I was in any real danger, until the car flew past me, grazing my arm. An excessant shriek erupted from the car as it grinded to a halt at the coming stop sign. Then, to my greatest horror the white lights on the rear of the car ignited......the car was going in reverse.
I promptly arrived at the hospital. My hands slid off the sweaty steering wheel as my feet roughly acquainted themselves with the pavement in the parking lot. Arriving at the doors of the hospital, I felt the pulsing of my blood racing through my veins. Bustling to the elevator, I could feel the air wafting me in the face, like a frank train slamming into my body. The tension in the air was so thick that I was suffocating in quicksand. Meeting up with my mom and dad, I could see that they were equally anxious and nervous for their daughter and our family.