Personal+Essay+Ap10

Basicly for Language arts i have to write a Personal essay about something that happend in my life, i have no idea what to write about so i guess i'll write a longer version of an anecdote.

Also there are no spaces in the begining of paragraphs so i had to use dots.

.....I can remeber every detail that happend the entire day, I can relive that day over and over if I wanted to. Now that I look back, I realize I was really young back then, although I am not much older now. I guess it doesn't matter what age you are when this happens, It is so powerfull that even an 11 year old could understand what was happening. There are three main parts of this entire story, the day it happend, the day after it happend and finally the aftermath. It wasn't easy getting over it. I thought i was almost done with being sad and then it would pop up stronger than ever. You have probably guessed what could have happend by now and i am guessing you are right. When i was only 11 years old, my brother had gotten into an accident. Not just any accident but the one that ended his life short. He made one tiny mistake, just one little error and he paid for it with his life. It's not easy for me to write about, but now that i have started, I am not planning on stopping until I am finished. .....The day it happend was just like any other normal day. I went to school, came home and had to do homework. We heard that the Patriots were playing tonight and since they were in the Superbowl, we were interested in watching their game. It was at this time my brother had my dad drop him off at a party he wanted to go to. He was only 15 and couldn't drive. So, I decided to watch the Patriots game and before he left i asked "What time is it on?" he replied with "It's on right now." I know that doesn't seem like much but those words were the last words that I have ever heard him say, only I didn't know it yet. So after the game, I had to go to bed and finish some homework. I was sitting in my room reading a book for homework at about 9:30 when i hear my dad come up the stairs. He opens my moms door and says, "Cheryl, it's the police, Tyler got in an accident." One of my brother's friends' father was a fireman and he said that it was so bad that the police wouldn't even let him up close enough to see what happend. So we went off, we drove down to the street where it all happend. We were behind several police cars, a firetruck and a News Channel 3 van. I was sitting in the car thinking to myself, its nothing ,I don't get why my parents are so worked up My sister had gotten in a few accidents and nothing had happend to her. I expected nothing to be wrong. My dad took my cell phone and called all of the local hospitals asking if Tyler Priore was there. He called about 4 hospitals and they all said no. He knew he was gone. I was starting to realize that this was more serious then i had thought. That maybe it is possible that he had died. It wasn't doing us any good waiting at the scene any longer so we went home. .....I was shocked; I didn't know what to say or even if i should say anything. It was about 2 in the morning and I had to get some sleep. I passed out on the couch while my parents stayed awake and waited for the police to come and confirm that he did not survive. Later i found out that they came at about 3:30 a.m. I woke up at 7:00 and said nothing. I didn't ask if he survived, even today i am not sure if i somehow knew that we would have been at the hospital if he was alive or maybe that it was just so quiet and solem in the house that i just got the feeling and knew right away. It didn't set in that he was gone, not for a while. At about 11:00 a I decided that I wanted to tell Greg, my best friend. I was going to text him but my mom called his mom to make sure it was okay. Then Greg's mom put Greg on the phone. I didn't expect to physically talk to him but, once i heard his voice somehow I just cracked, there was no warning, it was like a can of soda exploded in the freezer. We spent the whole day calling people on the phone and telling them, although most of them had heard it because it was all over the news. We spent that whole day with the television off. I almost wanted to peek at what they had to say or if they knew something we didn't. We kept all of the newspapers and everything about it is online and will be for quite some time. ......There was a lot more to the afte math than just not going to school for a week. There was a lot of thinking. I thought of all the times we had. We had gotten into some nasty fights but he taught me a lot of the things that I know. The worse thing about it was that I felt that we were finally getting along. We would always argue and before that we hadn't argued in about a month. We were actually starting to have fun together. We would play games and he would always make me laugh. He was very energenic and he was pressuring me to get thinner. He started to actually be more like a friend then just a brother. After I went back to school, I recieved about 30 cards from all of the students expressing their sympathy. There are many things that I miss about him that we used to do, the little things and games we made up like a big mama fight, where we would take a pillow and stuff our shirt with it and run at each other and see who could stay standing the longest. I think he was finally starting to realize that I was starting to grow up and not whine over everything, and that is why this happend at the worst possible time. .......Every year friends and family gather on the day of his death, January 20th, 2008, it was Martin Luther King Day. Everyone gathers again on his birthday, March, 28 1992. His birthday was just a day before mine, making my birthday harder to get through. Every year, I feel that the Happy Birthday song gets more and more depressing. I almost hear it in slow motion and when I look around, I can see everyone's smiling face and I ask myself why they are smiling? What is there to smile about? The accident was not cause by anyone being under the influence, After doing tests they found out that everyone in the car only had caffeine in their system which is most likely from the soda or chocolate cake. This whole thing happend because a teenager wanted to show off his new car which was a 2003 Nissan 350Z, which is known for its speed. Two years later and now all that's left are memories, heartache, and the news reports.