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Hardest Thing Ive Ever Had to Do
“The hardest thing you have ever had to do”

The worst experience in my life that was personally difficult for me to deal with was a little more brutal and gory than other people’s experiences. I have a feeling that I will never, ever forget the things I saw this day or the things I was feeling. This is something that I still struggle with today because I still have nightmares reliving this day, and seeing everything I saw over and over again. In April this year, I was on my way to Frankfort, Kentucky for my last compete soccer game. We had to leave my house at about five o’clock in the morning so that we could make it to the game in time. My mother and my father were in the front seat of our ford expedition and I was in the back behind the passenger seat. We were about an hour down the road on bluegrass parkway. It was strange to see no one on the road, but I guess that was just because it was early. I remember there being fog over the road, but not enough that you couldn’t see where you were driving. I was listening to my iPod almost falling asleep but just staring out the front of the car through the windshield. My dad was driving in the fast lane, just because the fog wasn’t as bad toward the center of the median. I remember him swerving sharply because what he thought was a deer lying in the middle of the lane. As soon as he got control of the car he slammed on the breaks, bringing the car to a stop in the middle of the road. We weren’t worried about other cars hitting us because no one else was on the road, and we hadn’t seen anyone on the road in an hour. As we sat there trying to catch our breath, the fog started to settle around our car. That’s when we saw what wasn’t a deer in the road. The figure that was lying in the middle of the fast lane was a body. My dad pulled to the side of the road, and that’s when we noticed what had happened. We got out of the car and ran to the middle of the road; of course my dad didn’t want me to get out and go see

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