Scarred for Life
January 16, 2004, a day that I will never forget. When the clock read 0 the scoreboard read “Saints 101 Pirates 95.” We went into our rivals’ house and dominated them for four quarters. That night we celebrated as a team on the bus on the way back to our school. When we arrived at our school, we gathered our things and decided to go hang out. On the way to our friend’s house, a car full of kids from our school was hit head on by a drunk driver. Two of my teammates were seriously injured, and one of my friends was killed in the accident. I am writing this response to the essay “The Wounds That Can’t Be Stitched Up,” written by Ruth Russell. In it the reader learns about a girl whose life was changed forever when a drunk driver hit her mother and two siblings seriously injuring them. Russell felt that the wounds caused by the drunk driver lasted much longer than the physical wounds did. I agree with Russell I believe mental wounds and emotional damage can last much longer than physical pain. Russell’s essay begins with her driving through her small town on her way to her grandmother’s house. She remembers seeing and hearing two ambulances escorted by a police car as they passed her going the opposite direction. When she arrived at her grandmother’s home she quickly learns that the ambulances she saw were carrying her mother, brother, and sister. Russell’s family’s vehicle was hit head on by a drunk driver. Luckily for Russell and her family, everyone did survive the accident. She describes her mother’s injuries in vivid detail. She had to be warned by her father that the sight was much worse that the actual damage: “One eye was temporarily held in place by a bandage wrapped around her head. Her lower lip was hideously gapped, exposing a mouthful of broken teeth” (473). Her family ended up spending Christmas and her two brothers’ birthdays in the hospital as they waited for everyone to heal. At the hospital the on the day of the...
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