One Job May Change My Life

Tue, 08/12/2014 - 22:17 -- ahat99

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One Job May Change My Life

I remember hearing a screech,

A boom, a bang, a bam,

I remember waking up with people around me,

Speaking to me in what seemed like a foreign language,

I remember being in pain,

And then, I stopped remembering for a while,

I remembered nothing but blackness,

I remember being told that I was involved in an accident,

A fatal one, indeed,

My uncle with his rosy cheeks was no more,

My uncle with his rosy cheeks had moved on,

My uncle with his rosy cheeks had died.

I remember waking up in a hospital,

Surrounded by the happiest of happy people

Their faces as bright as bright could be

"Where am I?" I asked, scared to death

If the accident didn't kill me, the fear would.

"You seem to have fractured your hip bone" the doctor with the big mustache said

Of couse, I had no idea what a fracture was, being an 8 year old, I just knew my leg hurt.

Now move forward two whole months. Two long months to fix a bone that still isn't healed today.

I remember the doctor with the big mustache saying "All right, this looks good, stand up."

How could I stand up when it felt like I was being stabbed and shot and kicked in my leg all at once?

"Come on, stand up," the doctor with the big mustache said,

I managed to swing my still fractured leg towards the side of the bed, trying to conceal the pain,

I had to do it,

I had to walk,

I had to leave this prison I was dragged into staying at for 2 months.

I stood.

I lifted up one foot.

I took one whole step!

The very same one whole step that nealy made me stay at my prison for another 2 long months.

I collapsed.

I couldn't do it. I couldn't leave. I was stuck there in my prison, laying around on my uncomfortable bed,

Eating repulsive food,

Not moving,

Not being able to do what a normal kid could do.

No kid deserves this. 

No kid deserves to have to lay around, without any friends,

Without proper treatment for something as simple as a leg fracture,

This isn't the life for a kid.

Someone needs to fix this.

I want to be the person to fix this kid's bone.

I want to be the person to free this kid from his prison.

I want to be the person to let this kid be free.

I want to do what my doctor with the big mustache could not do.

I want to let that kid, be a kid.

One job may change my life,

But this very same job will change this kid's life more than we can possibly imagine.

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