2/4/2019 3 Comments Composing an Emotional SceneAfter reading My Name is Margaret I’ve written my own emotional moment. One emotion Margret feels in her story is being scared. She is afraid that her life will become just like MIss. Glorys, who had put up with people like Mrs. Cullinan their entire life. My theme is sorta similar because I was genuinely scared for my sister when I had first found out she was pregnant. But, in the end of my story it ended up being a blessing.
The minutes were starting to feel like hours as I laid on my beige couch in my living room. My dad and sister sat on the couch across the room. It was weird seeing my dad just casually sitting here, something that should be so common but was now unrecognizable. But, I guess things like this bring everyone together. When I came home from school on just a normal Tuesday afternoon, I’d never expected my sister Anna to tell me she was pregnant, something that had made us both cry. Her being pregnant really wasn’t so bizzare, it wasn't like she was a 15 year old high school student. She was 24 years old with a boyfriend and a job. But, this was so weird. Anna loved to party and have fun, so the thought of her really growing up and having a family was just too weird to believe. I was scared for her, but I was also scared for myself. Who was going to get way too drunk with me on Thanksgiving now that she’s going to have another person to take care of?! But, nine months later as I waited at my house to hear from my mom that she had finally had him, I was never so excited for anything in my life. It was going to be crazy to have baby around, something our whole family hasn't seen in awhile. I was beyond excited to finally meet him, if he ever came. It felt like I could hear the clock ticking, which was pretty impossible considering we didn't even have a clock in my house. My dad was trying to distract me and my younger sister, Emily by watching movies but we all knew what each of us were thinking. As time went on and the night got later, it was hard to stay awake, especially knowing we couldn’t go see him tonight. I slowly fell asleep excited of what tomorrow would bring. I was woken up early the next morning, 7:30 to be exact and since I wasn’t going to school this was not in the plans. But, then I remembered what was going on. My sister tells me that Anna had a C section 3:22 AM. I quickly got dressed and my dad drove us to the hospital. Shortly after we were finally at the hospital. We reached the doors and as soon as you opened them you could immediately smell that gross hospital smell that only a psychopath would like. We walked into the her hospital room to see her holding the newest member of our family with the biggest smile across her face. Two and a half years later I couldn't imagine life without Ryan around. He has made our whole family so happy, especially my sister. Ryan has made all of our lives better in one way or another and I’m so happy to have him here.
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