Narrative Essay
The Gift of Saving Life
I was always told by my parents that “Life is so precious, it’s worth saving”; I would never fully
understand this until one hot summer. It was a very humid sunny day at Downtown Chicago, the
intense heat that is coming from the sun was almost unbearable. However, it was a Fourth of July
weekend, it is only important that I must enjoy this long weekend with two of my best friends.
So despite of the heat wave advisory, my friends and I drove to Navy Pier in downtown Chicago.
It was just a twenty minutes’ drive from suburb where I reside and with the blasting air-condition
in my car, it was a pleasant drive after all. I could not believe the number of people who were at
the Navy Pier on that day. I guess many people just want to enjoy and spent a beautiful summer
watching the shimmering light coming from the water of Lake Michigan or simply just want to
have something to say they did that weekend. Anyway, while my friends and I indulge ourselves
with Chicago’s famous hot dogs where we purchased from a small booth just at the corner of the
Navy Pier’s Ferris wheel, I can’t help but noticed an elderly couple sitting on a wooden made
bench just across us. I predict the man was in his 70’s as you can tell by the color of his hair,
which was slightly hidden by his Chicago cap; he was well-groomed wearing a sport collar polo
shirt with a white short. The woman with her short curly hair looked so anxious and concern,
while holding on to the old man’s right hand, I heard her ask the man “Are you Ok? How do you
feel? With a slightly panicky sound in her voice, I noticed the man’s pale face and a look of
distress, so I decided to get closer with my two friends behind me to find out if we can be of any
help. As we approached, I witnessed how the old man’s body slowly fell on the old woman’s
arms, as she screamed “Help! Please help us! My husband,” As we rushed towards...