A creative writing assignment of the most traumatic event of my life.

So far it had been the worst four hours of my life. I had gotten no sleep the past night and made futile attempts at sleeping in a chair. Every few minutes my heart would jump out of my chest as I peeked my head up to see if Allison was ready to go. Finally, Allison came out of one of the rooms in the back and we could leave. As I paid the woman, …

…on our way. Ironically, through an act of irresponsibility I feel as though I have become more responsible. Handling an important matter as this makes everything else seem so trivial. The little things in my life paled in comparison to the problem at hand. This time in my life does not bring back fond memories but has helped make me the person I am today, making me a little more responsible and a little wiser.