An Important Event That Change My Life

Name: Idalia A. Baez.
Professor: Dr. Ivonne Lamazares
ENC-1101
26 February, 2014.

                                      An Important Event that Change My Life

                      Sometimes family events are happiest and funniest, but the event I want to share at this time was not. Thank God, twelve years later, I feel peace, acceptance, and relief to talk about it. It so hard, because the grief of losing a beloved brother is something no one understands unless they have experienced it.

              It was Friday, November 09, 2001. I was just 21 years old. For me, it was the worst experience that I have lived through. Everything seemed normal that day; I left my job, went back home and I was ready to go to college. I remember that when I was leaving, my brother Daniel was returning from work.   He was wearing blue jeans, black shoes, and a black shirt. I said hi to him, as usual. I wouldn't have thought that this would be my last conversation with him.
"After class today, I’m going to celebrate the birthday of one of my classmates," I remember telling him.
"Try not to stay too late, remember that it is not safe for a young girl to be out on the street late at night," He suggested.
"Don’t worry. I’m not coming back alone. I always share the taxi with some of my peers, but I will try not to be late,” I just answered him.   And so we said goodbye ... forever.
On November 10, at 2:00 a.m. when I was returning home, my friend and I heard in the taxi’s radio, some news about an accident that happened close to my house. I didn’t know why, but something in my chest felt strange. Everything I heard, was describing something I knew. But I needed to confirm that.
“Can you please, go to de crash scene, because I need to see something”? I asked the taxi’s driver.
And at that moment a feeling of impotence invaded my body. I couldn’t believe what I saw. I felt as if a giant hand was clamped around my heart. In the dark and cold...