My Defining Moment

When I was in first grade I witnessed a motorcycle accident outside my elementary school. A man had been riding, without a helmet or jacket, and hit a bump. All I remember was the bike flying into the air then into a nearby front yard and the man disappearing. I was so close to it I could see everything that happened. Everyone started screaming and rushing around. The man had slid under a car that was pulling out of the school parking lot and was stuck under the rear wheel. Later I learned he had an acute subdural hematoma and the car was still on his chest. They tried to lift the car off of him, but he immediately started chocking on blood, resulting in them leaving the car on top of him until emergency response came. He was eventually taken to the hospital via helicopter.

The year was 2015 and in my mind it was going to be one of the most pivotal moments in my life. I was turning 16, getting my driver’s license, inching closer toward adulthood, gaining my independence, and free from adult responsibilities and worries. What I did not know was that one catastrophic event would have such a devastating impact on my life.

The time I got the concussion. I was skating with two of my friends when I fell over forward onto my head. I got up and I was really dizzy and I didn't know what was happening. My math teacher Mr. Darling brought me over to the bench and checked my eyes. My eyes were dilated. We had to call my parents, thankfully I remembered

I closed my eyes real quick and opened them and I was in the hospital. All my friends and family were their surrounding me. When I looked down I had broken both of my legs when I was hit by the car.

When I was two years old I got a scar on my eye. I hit my eye off a corner of a table. I remember that I jumped off my mom's bed and ran into the living room. I finally ran right into the table. Now my mom tells me when she saw me there was a huge puddle of blood on the floor. I had to get a lot of stitches, and it will go down as THE worst day of my life.

When I was four years old, I wasn’t paying attention to my parents and as they were walking into a store, they left me behind. I remember really wanting a Barbie bicycle and I had been distracted. I was then left alone inside of Rockingham Mall and since I was only four, I didn’t know what to do. At first, I started panicking and looking around the mall. I remember seeing a lot of people walking by and it was a really busy day. So then I started to cry and I walked around the mall all by myself. I was on the second floor at that time so I went down the stairs, which I tripped on. I had hit my hand badly and it was bleeding. That’s when I started to cry. I then walked around the mall crying until I reached one of the exits.

One day when I was about 8 years old I wanted to learn how to barrel race. So my uncle decided to teach me how. I was pretty small so he allowed me to use his short horse. The first day went pretty well I got on and me and my cousin went for a little ride to warm up. When it was mine turn to go around the barrels we started at a walk. Everything was going great until I pulled at her mouth to hard and she reared up. I fell off and when she turned to run away she kind of stepped on me and broke my arm. It didn’t hurt at firsts but when it did I balled into tears. So I was takin to the emergency room and they had to give me a cast, it was blue and hard like a brick.

I was getting ready to go to bed and I was so excited because of the new year about to come. I was running to my room hoping to go to bed so the next morning it would be a new year and also my mom told me to go to bed anyway. I got my pajamas on and i dove into my bed, I hit my head on the headboard and It was bleeding really bad. We went straight to the doctor's office and I had to go to a room where you get injuries checked, I laid down, my parents had told the nurse what happened, and then the nurse gave me a shot to numb it, the nurse got her tools and stitched

Trying to acquire something new it's not always will be as expected, as will now be discussed a pivotal moment in my life when I failed in the baccalaureate exam, it changed my perspective to life it self and gained an important lesson about life.

The time I had an accident,I remember this, as I can still see the mark of the Stiches I had to take. I was around two year old, was at home my mother was busy with the household chores, It so happened that I was Playing on the bed, and there was a Sharp Wooden Structure, I bent forward to lift something, not noticing the sharp wooden object, and it cut my forehead, there was a lot of bleeding as the cut was very deep. My mother rushed me to a local doctor, But he was helpless as I was loosing a lot of blood, so he asked he to take me to a near by hospital.I was almost unconscious when I reached the hospital. The doctor Stiches up the wound the bleeding stopped and I regained Consciousness after a couple of hours. The stiches still remain,

Luckily, there were grownups outside, and they called for my grandmother and mother. Grandma and Mom heard them calling because fortunately their window was down in the car at the time. They hurried up and pulled back in the driveway. They ran to see what the commotion was and why they were getting called back to the yard. My great uncle pulled the sticky bush out of my jaw and there was a big hole. It was leaking blood. Eventually, all the people outside were startled because they literally could see through my jaw. I bled through all my clothes and all the ones that were given to me. I was rushed, in my grandmother’s car, and to the

I will be telling how I got hit by a car when I was in third grade.When I got hit by that car it was playing to hurtful to sad to happy.So it started when my sisters wanted to go racing in a field so we went to the field and we were going to go down and back so when they said ready set go I act like that I was going to race and go home.So I crossed the road and my sister said come back so I can back so on my way back I got hit by a car and the person that hit me knew my mama.I got hit on my left side and I broke my leg, bleeding in my ear, a crack in my skull, and glass in my body.So the person that hit me turned around and got out the car and helped me but I tried to get up and run but i felled back

One day me and my sister were playing on our bunk bed I was 5 and she was 6 at the time. We both had a scarf we were trying to hang from the top bed. Suddenly boom my head smashed on the metal part! I called my mom to come over to our room.

Then I hit my chin on the curb and got up thinking I was fine for a second the blood rushed down my shirt and to the ground. When I saw the blood i felt the pain. We had just got a new house and now I have stained the carpet with my blood. My mom has at the store so we had to call her. After she got back I was rushed to the emergency room. The good thing was it was empty so we didn't have to wait. They also let me choose what I wanted to watch on the tv they had Netflix and Hulu. Which helped me calm down and stay calm.

Have you ever encountered a tragic moment and saved someone’s life? All of a sudden I was the only one that could help because everyone else was in shock. The bravest moment of my life that surprised me was giving CPR to a man in a restaurant.