Don't Hurt Me

Don't Hurt Me

  • Submitted By: gaga
  • Date Submitted: 12/11/2008 9:59 AM
  • Category: Miscellaneous
  • Words: 1022
  • Page: 5
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What is love,baby don't hurt me,don't hurt me no more....
Some people have very close ties to their families and can count on them for support. I am not one of those people. I lack a strong emotional connection with most of the members of my family. The one person I am extremely close to is my younger brother, Milos. Sometimes I think about my brother and often think back on how my relationship with him is so much stronger than the rest of my family. I reflect back on the day that lead to us becoming closer and as much as that day haunts me I am still thankful for the results.

I walked out of the door after my brother holding the board against my chest trying to balance the papers. My purse caught in the door as I tried to close it. I called after my brother telling him to stop running before he fell. He of course pretended not to hear like most children that age often do. The papers begin to drop from my hands falling to a pile at my feet. I call to my brother again and look up to see him stare at me with that mischievous grin. As his dimples show and he opens his mouth to say something his words are quickly cut off by the car bumper hitting him before he falls under the van. The back tire speeds over the center of his tiny body. The board and all of my bags fell to ground as I screamed at the top of my lungs my heart dropping to my stomach as I ran towards the van. I pulled his small shocked body out from underneath the vehicle. My mother runs out of the house after hearing my screams. She drops to the ground as she sees her oldest child holding her baby’s fragile body. The door of the van opens as my grandfather leaps to my side and runs into the house at a speed unheard of for a man of sixty. As I lift his shaking body into the car he stares at me blankly as tears build in his eyes. My family piles into the car and we back up the steep driveway in a rush on the way to the hospital. I hold him against me and sing to him trying to calm him to prevent...

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