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Quick little essay I wrote for my American Sign Language class on being "Deaf for a Day".
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Read this for more info on me...instead of JUST my AP bio.
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My little brother Lance, is two years old, and has a blood disorder. He has what's known as ITP (short for something, just don't ask me what0> all I know about it is that the platelets in his blood don't always clot, so he bruises easily, and gets bloody noses a lot.
Well a few hour s earlier today, he had an accident. He was playing on one of those exercise balls (like the ones pregnant women use) playing iin front of me. He was playing between myself, and our offee table, which has sharp edges on the bottom part of the table top.
Well he was rolling on it, back and forth gently, laying on his back, when all of a sudden BANG! He hit the corner of his left eye, on the coffee table, making a small cut there and a huge bruise.
Right now it's 10:35pm and he's on his way to the hospital...because of me. I didn't stop his playing, and I should have. I knew he would have gotten hurt, and I just sat there, watching him and the football game. I SHOULD have been paying more attention, but I wasn't.
Now I'm sitting here crying, making freaking floods with my salty teares, wondering if he's gonna be okay. When I saw him..he couldn't even open his eye. The whol eye was shut ight from theh bruise.
I guess I should probably explain something to all of you. Lance is my fucking world. I would KILL ANYONE for hat boy. and I was the one who hurt him. Me. I just want to fucking shoot myself for it. But I can't. There's no gun.
My parents said it's not my fault, but I don't believe them. It is my fault. I should have been paying more attention to him, and not so much the game. But I mean he was RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF MY EYES! Why didn't I do anything about it???? I KNEW he has that damn blood disorder, and still...I didn't do a damn thing.
SOMEOE SHOOT ME!!
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This is something I want to do . . . but will it be worth it in the long run? . . .
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