" The event that changed my life forever" by Kyle Mc

Freshman year just ended and I was so excited for the upcoming summer I was going to
have with my teammates that I befriended throughout the year. The first week of summer was
just as I hoped It would be. I was having fun hanging out at my friend’s house and just enjoying
my summer. Then, the second week of summer comes that changed my entire life as I knew it.

On the Monday before June 1st, 2014 I was supposed to go to my dad’s house, since my parents
were divorced, but that day I made a major mistake that I could never have realized I was
making. I asked my dad if I could stay at my mom’s house for this week, he was very
understanding since I was only going to spend that night and then the next morning at his house. He said that it would be okay with him and we talked for a couple of minutes about the randomevents that occurred that week. I told him that I would see him soon and then we said goodbye to each other and that was it. I could have never guessed then that the small conversation talking about pointless things, was the last time I would hear his voice. The week goes by once again as normal until Saturday night. I was packing to go to my dad's the next morning around 11 o’clock when my older brother rushed in urgently telling me to put on clothes to go out in and that our mom was coming to take us somewhere. While I was getting ready many thoughts were rushing through my mind wondering why my brother had that frightened look on his face as if he just saw a ghost. As we wait for our mom there is no words being spoken, only us waiting patiently to leave. We hear the car roll up to the driveway and we know it’s time to go, After getting into the car my mom tells me that my dad is in Urgent Care and we are going to see him. 

On the drive there it felt as if the world got darker, the stars disappeared and the moon no longer lit up the surface. It was 11:48 when we finally arrived to Urgent Care. The building suddenly did not seem as if it was a place of restoring life but instead a place of death. As we walked towards the room I hear people rushing and scrambling around and faintly hear crying. Entering the room I see my family in tears and doctors sweating working as hard as they can, then my eyes drift to the bed. I see the body of the person I had so many memories with still as could be almost as if he was a manikin. It was at that moment I fully understood what was happening. Those moments in that room must have only been around 15 minutes, but for me it felt as if I spent the whole night watching the doctors work. I kept listening to his pulse clinging onto each and every beep the machine made. Then suddenly I didn't hear beeping anymore, it was gone. That night I learned one of the hardest lessons that life can teach. You’ll never know when you’re going to lose someone, so you should live life making sure that you won’t regret anything.