Autobiography Essay Research Paper All my fear — страница 3

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I was unrestrained and seconds later a man I knew, my old basketball coach Mr. Fait, came in and in his surprised face saw me. He asked a couple of questions and started telling jokes to calm me down as he started to describe what he was going to do to clean and stitch my head up. My mom walked in and all my grief was gone. Now all that mattered was the shots I had to take for the cut. I would guess an hour went by while the doctor fixed my deep wound. My sister was being examined and had a few X-rays. She was complaining that her neck hurt, but it came out to be nothing. A couple of days went by and I had to get back to my life. I didn’t sleep very well and couldn’t take a shower, only a bath. This cut on my head was angering me; it is a good thing that I only had to live

with it for two weeks. Another thing that it affected was my view on being in cars. I always made sure I had my seat belt on and I was always paranoid about driving somewhere, because when I got into the crash I didn’t have it on. I guess I had a fear and it would stay with me for awhile. My grandma was so upset about the crash, she never stopped apologizing. My brother would always tease me; this added something new on the list to mock me with. The bad thing about this was all my family teased me everytime we went somewhere. They had to make a remark about me being scared. I hated this and I wished it would just go away. My brother got his driver’s license. This meant he would be taking me everywhere I wanted to go. That is what my parents said. This only made my fear worse,

and it made me think: in a couple of years I’m going to be able to drive. Right then I decided I would be too scared to drive, I wouldn’t want to. How wrong I was. It’s my sixteenth birthday and I would be getting my license soon. I already had my own car. Soon I would be driving, something I had been so scared of and now I love to drive. When I get in my car now I don’t even have a worry, driving is my hobby. I would have never guessed this would be my feeling towards driving. As a child I distressed and feared driving, but as a teenager all the worries and fear are gone. Bibliography paper on life story