Regret

November 24, 2009
By JesseK. BRONZE, Las Vegas, Nevada
JesseK. BRONZE, Las Vegas, Nevada
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Favorite Quote:
When I first saw you, I was afraid to met you. When I first met you, I was afraid to kiss you. When I first kissed you, I was afraid to love you. Now that I love you, I'm afraid to loose you.


I was shortly running out of breath as I was running on the track. I had entered a race in the fifth grade, and was one of the fastest kids there; that was one of my worst experiences ever. I was running like I was on top of the world, but then, my heart started beating unsteadily, and my chest started closing in, and I could feel my air ways shrinking. This could only mean one thing; I was having an asthma attack. I started slowing. Everyone could tell something was wrong. My mom saw me collapse to the ground, and she ran over immediately. I started to go unconscious, and the last thing I had heard was my mom yelling, “Someone call an ambulance!” Then everything went black

If I could go back in time, I would have stopped myself from ever entering in the stupid race, but when you do something wrong –or stupid- there are no go backs. I regret ever entering that race and having an asthma attack because for two weeks, I had to have an oxygen tank to help me breath. Everyone DREAMS of going back in time to change tiny stupid mistakes, and this is one of my times.


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