My Last Memory Narrative Essay

I was lying on the armchair waiting my mom to serve me cookie and tea. There was a football match on the TV and it was about to start. The camera was showing the fans and I saw a boy watching the match with his mom. It remembered me my memory that was first expected to be like them, but became entirely different with an unexpected event.
The alarm rang and I woke up with the excitement and bliss in my heart. Today was the big day. The Turkish National Football Team would play against Latvia and thus I woke up early to find tickets for the match. I went to the ticket office, got the tickets for both my mom and me. Tonight would be the first time of watching a match with my mom. I was bursting with the joy, jumping all the way and not caring anyone who was laughing up their sleeves. I kept up doing that till the bus came and then I got on the bus and took my way to the home. I arrived at the home

How could my friends hurt my waist? Where the hell did she get that idea? The pain became unbelievably excruciating that I screamed, I’ve never heard before. Finally, we arrived at the hospital and when I took my step out of the car I threw up. We barely found a doctor and he diagnosed that I may have had a kidney stone. It was like my whole world come crashing down around me, but the feel of pain was so strong that I couldn’t even get sad about the situation. On the other hand, there was only three days before the schools start and they said it at least take one week to get rid of it. I imagined myself in a lesson writhing and begging my teacher to take me to a hospital. Funny. They promptly got me into a bed and they injected painkiller to me. Cold. Looking at the walls blankly. Feeling the drug flowing in the vein, spreading around my body. When am I going to be okay? Knowing nothing. Apprehension. My mom shuttling around the bed. Not speaking. Phone calls. Ambulance Siren. Fear. Will I be able to watch the match? Hope.