Calm After The Storm
You find out who your true friends are when you are forced to face trials. You learn who has the hearts of gold. You learn who you can count on. You learn who you can trust. You learn who really cares. Friends are people who do all these things and more. They are the ones who can tell how you are feeling. They are the ones who say something that changes your day even if they do not know it. They are the ones who love you for who you are. They are the ones who make you want to be better. They are the ones that you want to be better for. They are the ones you want to be like. Over these past few weeks I have learned who my real friends are.
Yesterday was really traumatic. I came home after school thinking that I was going to write my Hamlet paper and relax. I could not do either of these things until after I finished my piano and voice lessons though. After singing my heart and voice out, I went upstairs to watch a show. Then at 3:45 my mom called up to me. She said that my little sister, McKenzie, had been swinging on the swings at school and fell off. When she came down she landed on her arm. The nurse thought she had broken her arm. My mom told me that she was going over to the school.
I stayed at home with my dad, who had come home from work early. We were going to stay and get my other little sister, Chelsea, ready for her dance recital. Then at 4:00 we got another call. My sister could not be moved. So my dad and I hopped into the car. and drove to the school. When we got there, we saw an ambulance out side. They had called them to come and help us get her to the hospital. I walked into the nurses office. My little sister was laying there crying her eyes out. I cut me to the core. I was quickly instructed to go home and get Chelsea ready for her dance recital. I was told to get her costume on, fix her hair, fix her makeup, find the video camera, drive her out to the dance studio, video tape her recital, and be her sole cheerleader. All of this had to be done by 5:30. I gapped the keys and left. She was still crying as I walked out of the office.
The whole way home I cried. I did not want her to be in so much pain. She was in so much pain that they had to sedate her. Why did it have to be her? Why couldn’t it have been me? I wanted it to be me.
When I walked into the door it was 4:20. The first thing I saw was Chelsea. She was crying. She had seen the whole thing happen. She was so worried about McKenzie. I was worried about her too. She was also sad that my mom and dad were going to miss her concert. All I could do was cry with her. All I could do was try to make her feel better and get her ready. I then heard a knock at the door. It was my Aunt Suzie. She had come to help me. She also brought her daughter. This made Chelsea happy.
Then I tried to get a hold of my sister, Kristen. Kristen had gone shopping with her friend, Tammy, and a guy named Ryan who I am not very fond of even though our families are friends. I got a hold of her on his phone. I told her what happened, because she had not been at home at the time. I then told her that she should meet me at the dance studio. She said that she could not because she was with her friends and that guy. This made me a little mad.
We arrived at the dance studio just in time. I was so happy. She was the cutest dancer up there. He smiled again for the first time in a while. After the dance, they took pictures. I was not told this. I had no money to pay for these pictures. My Aunt Suzie then agreed to pay for them.
After that we came home. When we got home I decided to take my brother, Josh, and the dancer out to eat. Right as we were leaving the house my dad called. He said that they would be there for some time. We then left. I asked the best little dancer what she wanted to eat. Since she is six, she wanted to go to McDonalds. I could not say no to her. We went and then this same sweet little girl had an idea. She wanted to go and take cookies to some one she adores, Zach B. So we went and Chelsea walked up to the door and gave them to him. We then talked for a while. It was something Josh and Chelsea wanted, but it was something I needed. I needed to talk to a friend.
We came home after talking for a while. Kristen and Tammy were over. I and Chelsea walked upstairs and sat in my parent’s room and watched a show. She then started to cry again. I hate it when my siblings are hurt or cry. Well, she sat there with me and cried herself to sleep. Then some more guys stopped by to see Kristen.
At 11:30 McKenzie walked in. She was still crying. She still hurt. This time I could see the worry in her eyes. She was worried about going back to school. She was worried what people would say. She hated the sling. She was worried that she would not be able to dance anymore. She was unsure of what was going to happen. This made me worry. I was worried about her already, but I then worried more. I was just being the protective sister.
Come to find out McKenzie’s lower arm was broken in two places. Both bones were broken. Because of this her arm was in a v-shape. On top of it all the bones had also twisted. In order for them to be reset they ended up putting her to sleep. I have funny stories about that tough. They put her in a cast and also gave her medication for the pain because it still hurts.
Right now she is happier. My mom is going to decorate her sling, so that when she goes to school on Monday it will be cute. I am so happy she is okay.
So from this storm I have learned many new things. I learned who some of my real friends are. I learned that I need to thank those who help me. I also learned I need to tell those I love that I love them. I learned that I do not have to do everything on my own. I learned who I can trust in and on. I learned that everything will work out some how. I learned how to show true compassion. Thank you to all of you who have helped me, especially over the past few weeks. Thank you for including me. Thank you for listening to me. Thank you for your kind words. Thank you for being the great people you are. I want to be more like you.