Descriptive essay the worst day of my life

Bad days often come in everybody’s life. I too faced a bad day in my life. I faced many difficulties on that day. It was a rainy day. My parents went to attend the marriage celebration of one of my relatives in the next village. I did not accompany them because I wanted to read and prepare my lessons at home.

It is difficult to say what feelings and thoughts I had that day. Nobody remembers their birth. But only one thing is for sure – the love of my parents and grandparents became everything to me. It granted my happiness and joy and protected me from troubles. I want my future children to live happy lives without troubles and have meaningful lifes.

Sitting in the hospital with a broken wrist and a concussion. It hurts my head too much to even think about what happen but I can’t control the frustrated thoughts racing through my mind. Tears are pouring out of my eyes like a faucet that cannot be shut off.

- Elaine S. Dalton. My father standing a staggering 6’3”, cleaned cut, dirty blond hair, the lightest of blue eyes, all-American, wearing plain jeans and t-shirts, family man, dog lover, and master chef. Many men just like my father do not show his feelings much to other people; however he is a big softy in my eyes.