Close Encounters
Being fourteen is a magical time in one's adolescence, it is then when they are considered "teenagers" and start attending high school. Your mind is sponge absorbing fresh ideas and concepts. New opportunities and experiences are available to you, and the world is your oyster. It was in October of my freshman year of high school when I had my first encounter with mortality. Like every human I had a fear of dying and the unknown, but it was on this October night at this very young age when I learned the valuable lesson, the second we are born, we begin to die, and what exactly that saying ment. It was a typical Friday night in Napa. I was on my way to my best friend's house, so we could car pool to the watch our high school football team get slaughtered by their opponents. Before I could make it out the door I said some snide remark or another to my mother to which she replied "Fine then I guess you aren't going to the football game." I stood in the front hall with my jaw hanging open, I tried to protest her rash decision to no avail, it looked like the night couldn't get any worse, but boy was I wrong. "Honey I know I grounded you from the football game tonight and I hope you understand my reasons for doing
so." My mother said in her calm therapeutic tone. "Sure." I quickly responded, anything to get me out of the house was fine by me. A few minutes later my mom and I were heading to the video store and all was fine, we were laughing and giggling in the car, having a grand time in each other's company, it was as if all was forgotten. 'Ring-Ring' my mom's cell phone was whaling, she reached over, while maintain control of the car, "Hello.. Oh yes, hi Jennifer how are you doing?... oh that's good... WHAT HAPPENED..?" My mom pulled the car over and tears started forming in her eye, I knew something was horribly wrong, I just didn't know what. "Thank you Jen, we will be right there." And with that my mom hung up her cell phone, pulled herself together and looked over at me. "Yes, mom and I am sorry." I replied in my phony apologetic voice. There are no words to describe the feeling when you see one of your parent's lying down in a hospital bed, their shirt cut open, and doctors filling the room speaking in medical tongue about their patient's condition. When I finally got up enough courage to approach my dad, I walked over to his side, grabbed a hold of his shaky hand, and looked into his eye's. The eye's that were starring back at me were not those of my strong, funny, and intelligent dad that I was used to, but those of a lost and hurt little boy. Right when my dad and I started to talk the head doctor kindly approached me and my mother and compassionately told us, "I am sorry, but you guys are going to have to clear the room, we are going to take Richard into O.R. because he had a heart attack and we need to open up his ateries. You ladies can follow us into the O.R. waiting room a
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Emergency Yes, Close Encounters, Jennifer Gray, Hello Oh, Silence Mom, Thank Jen, heart attack, cell phone, football game, tears started,
Approximate Word count = 1144
Approximate Pages = 5 (250 words per page double spaced)
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