Descriptive Essay: Family Disaster

Family Disaster

¨Stop ruining my hair!¨ I screamed. Ugh! You ruin everything mom! I storm out of the bathroom.

I storm out of the bathroom, the hard wooden floor smacks my feet as I rush into my bedroom. Rage boiled inside of me, when I find my annoying little brother Sam digging through my closet. He rips apart all of my clothes. Shoe’s go flying out from labeled bins. My anger rises, my cheeks get red hot.
I yell,”Get out!” He rushes out of my room whimpering very slightly. I immediately go into my walk in closet and put everything back together one by one. I stroke my purple dress , feel it’s hard texture. So excited to go tonight. I have everything picked out, the shoes, the dress, the hairstyle. Perfect for the perfect date with my boyfriend Cole. My eyes start to close, I zap back awake. I slowly drag myself over to my vintage matte white

We are out of his bedroom in seconds. We dash fastly to the office to find them gone. I race for the door and find the last paramedic closing the door, he starts the engine. I sprint to the door and bang on the passenger side. I am down on my knees hoping he will hear me. The door swings open fastly, he yells,” Get in you two!”
We struggle to get in the back, being careful not to bump mom. Sam sits close to me, practically on top of me. He puts his head on the top of my shoulder. Minutes have passed and mom has not moved. I glance over to her charts where, her heart beat is listed: 90 bpm. I’m glad she is breathing ok. I feel a slight pull, which tells me that we are here. We stopped moving. We sit patiently until we are told to leave the truck. The paramedics roll mom into the double doorway. We follow until we are in a room that just has a bed and some chairs. Mom is placed in the bed. Lots of nurses shuffle into the doorway to check on her. Doing all the nurse things that they