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Personal Narrative: Fighting The Seizure

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No matter how hard I try, I can’t fight the seizure. I realize it’s inevitable as I feel my soul lurch out of my body. Now, instead of floating and soaring, I wait. I watch my dad, as his eyes fill with despair. He began to cry; this was rare, in my life I have seldom witnessed my dad cry, but now tears flowed down his cheeks like a river. Slowly, he lifted the pillow above my head. ‘This is the end,’ I thought to myself; I didn’t feel sad, or angry. I knew my dad loved me and knew what was best for me. I held my breath as I waited for the end. He breathed out what I thought would be the last words I ever hear, “I love you,” and then he tucks the pillow under my head, and wraps his arms around me. I felt safe, and as I returned to my body I

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