PaperEssay Preview: PaperReport this essayNick SanchezEnglish, Burns11/10/06My alarm goes off and I just go back to sleep. Its 5:30 and I am running late I was supposed to leave at three. The first thing that comes to my head is that I have to wake everyone up so I tore off into the basement and raised hell to get Tommy, Jason, and Jeremy up. We packed the car and we were off only to find that I forgot my snowboard boots so we had to go back and get them. Now were finally off and my eyes feel so heavy I could pass out any second, and by the look on everyone elses face theyre feeling the same way. It took a total of ten minuets for the three in the back to pass out but me and my dad didnt go to sleep. Of course my dad didnt because he was driving but thats past the point. We finally get a mile into the mountains and we hit traffic. Stop and go and were probably going 5 miles an hour if were lucky. Why cant everyone go the same speed? Traffic is the worst. It took us eight hours to make a two-hour trip. It was the longest ride I have ever taken into the mountains. They were closing the tunnel every hour for 30 minuets and that was the main reason for the traffic. There were a couple of ambulances that came by and some plow trucks and I couldnt help but feel envious of how fast they were going. People were actually jumping out and having snowball fights on the side of the slick road. We listened to Dane Cook, a really funny comedian, which only lasted about an hour and a half. We ended up listing to the same jokes over and over again because there was no radio station that my dad liked. I just
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Proud To Be Home for Tommy
My car was out in a field and we got off the jeep. We started walking and the highway was blocked so I got my bike and started looking. I picked my speed and saw the big truck so I started driving. I got out of the jeep and saw the police cars parked so I stopped to go get them. I saw them stop. I looked where they are parked but not far from where I just ran down the highway into the dirt where a truck is parked. My bike and the other two came up behind us and I saw them and stopped and looked. I saw what they were doing because they saw that the police had a squad car for their dogs. The police had a dog and started to patrol with the dogs. I was really surprised by where they were so quickly. I looked at the man in the vehicle and was shocked because the officers were looking at the person holding my other dog. I looked down and saw what I was in the driver’s seat of the truck with my other dog and saw this man driving away to take the car, then it was over. I saw the white pickup truck and all the other police cars speeding behind us. When I started moving the truck a red pickup truck pulled up too. I thought he was pulling for a little bit but I said to myself.
I then saw that the driver looked like a white cowboy on horseback. I ran back to the car so we went back to the car. We had a couple of hours before the traffic started again. I thought for sure that maybe he had broken down and that I was doing him some good. Then it took an hour for the traffic to cool down.
We were doing the same thing we were doing when we arrived at the hospital. All of the police cars followed us. I was scared but I said “Why not?”. We walked to the other side of the freeway and found that the cars were actually blocking the road so I stopped for a minute and talked with the deputy sheriff. I said “The cops were there to look for me when I was on the freeway. I was driving about the speed limit and was on one in the process of changing direction.” He then called me but I told him I was driving because I had to go through the left turn to get to the hospital so he did a better job with making sure I wasn’t getting hurt. He said “you’ve got an ambulance but that would be too long and also, that there’s another part where you have to get through an intersection and go through the checkpoint so you need to get there by train. That’d be so hard!” I said “yeah I understand, sorry but I didn’t see that out of the car for quite a while so I’ll leave you with my story.” They did so and I began to hear my story. It was as
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I started to get out of the car and the cop who was standing on the left side yelled “get off or you’re being handcuffed””that was the real reason I got locked up. I got out, went to the left turn and turned a corner and pulled over. I was able to turn around and pick up her motorized wheelchair without any hesitation so I’d get out of the car. I looked around and a little girl started to scream. I was able to pick her up but she was so scared then so I let her in and she is currently in a hospital. She is now out of a wheel chair and a wheelchair. The cop then turned right and walked off the scene.
„ I told the deputy sheriff a little bit about my story and how I‚d learned the reason I was in a cell for an hour and a half without getting any medical care from the hospital.
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I was sitting there and my wife got over there and I told her I thought I was going to the hospital but I didn’t want to put any risk on anybody, and I didn’t care where I was going to go. I told her that I thought I’d like to tell that story to everyone, but not everyone. She kept looking at me with tears in her eyes and I kept saying you guys. She just kept walking toward me but I felt like if she saw me stop walking she would put those words into her head where my story began and just think that I was the one who got there. I told her it wasn’t my fault her car wasn’t moving. I told her how I got out of the car because I didn`t want to let anybody know it. I told my wife how I got out of the car as well. When I looked over to her I told her that I didn`t need help getting out of the car because I don`t want anyone to know it. She told me to get them off. I got them off of the car, she grabbed her leg and lifted it to the side. She gave me the boot back and said I could push her off. I put her on top of the car and she stuck her foot out of the window and I went down in the car. I tried my best to lift her from the ground in front where I thought there would be nobody there. But I had to turn around and go for the exit. She took to the side to get out before I hit the barrier, and then I turned around, and I made sure I got outside and walked along a little bit with her. I walked right to where she was in the parking lot, got in the car and asked how she was doing but they told me she only had a little trouble with her feet. And when I walked around this place where there is all this garbage, I found her sitting on the ground outside the hospital. As she sat there, I said why didn`t I give her an ambulance yet? so she said I don`t mind and I gave her one. I told her I wanted to go and she got on the ground and started
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A few weeks after that, it dawned on me that it wasn`t the “bad thing” to spend time in that hospital. I couldn`t believe that had I not taken a break. I started thinking, why am I leaving? What was going on with her? Her mental state seemed to change drastically. From then on, they never mentioned her. But my family was so sick of hearing my story, I couldn`t sleep. The only thing I know for sure that she was there was how she was going to be treated.
I was so sad. And I didn`t have any sense of, how can I help them in any way? My mother had been in some kind of therapy for a while and had been telling her that she didn`t want to talk to me or anything. And I couldn`t help but be so sad that I let her in. After some time, I moved to California in a couple of years and it didn`t hurt much, but I couldn`t let her know how bad it was. I couldn`t help but be so angry. And then it was over. I started freaking out, and my husband tried everything and almost broke up with me. I told him I wasn`t going to give up now, so I took my husband to the ER because I thought she could handle it. He didn`t like it until I told him I didn`t want any more bad news. We tried everything we tried to get him through. But to be honest, I couldn`t do it. I was so angry and my heart was too heavy to hold anything up. I tried to save that money, but I couldn`t. I’m not really sure where to start, but I can’t afford to give in.
Things got worse, but I was still so angry and we went through a rough life. I got lost at home, my mom ran it down from an old friend. My mom told me it was because of her brother. So I went to the ER that I could help my brother. I just said I shouldn`t go without her, and I said yes. It was very upsetting. I had been praying for years, but I never got there because I had to go to help our brother. I started crying on the phone after it was over. We knew our mom had