Personal Writing: The Worst Day Of My Life

On April 10, 2014, was the worst day of my life. I came in for a procedure to be done on this day. I was very nervous because I knew Growing up in the hood as young man was hard for me not getting everything that the other kids where getting it was hard for my mother knowing she was a single parent trying her best to keep the lights on for our family growing up with no father never had no one to tell me right from wrong had to learn on my own until this day I’m still learning still doing some dumb things that’s wrong pushing family and friends out my life . There been times I have to go live with my aunt for weeks maybe even months cause we didn’t have no lights , hot water , or enough food to eat praying that god

I really didn’t want to attend college then wanted to go home but knowing that he will like to see me ball out praying and wishing that a change will come going through a lot in one month never thought I will be in someone college promise my family that I’ll try my

She did not let you know when she was feeling down, she was a warrior. I know that she is not feeling any pain on this earth. She went through a lot from being really sick visiting the doctor a lot. Some people ask “Do you wish your mom was still alive” and my first answer would be yes but you got to think about the pain she was feeling in her body. So my answer now would be no because I know what all she went through when she was alive, she is truly resting. Like 2 Corinthian 5:8 “We are confident I say, and willing rather to be absent from the body, and to be present with the lord”.me and I was sitting there just crying. So after they did the procedure, I felt I was tortured. On the same day my father had an appointment as well suddenly, I left the clinic, but I wasn’t feeling well at all. So, I decided to stay in the car while mom and dad attended the appointment, which was my father’s appointment. My mom walked out to the car to check on me, though I was feeling weak and dizzy. I felt like I was going to pass out. My mom carried me to the bathroom instantly. That’s when I passed out, quickly mom shouted for help. Next thing I know, I was laying on a bench shaking and weak. What was seen through my vision was people running in a hurry,