Personal Narrative Personal Essay - 1173 Words

â€Å"Do not withhold good from those who deserve it when it’s in your power to help them†, (Bible Proverbs 3:27 NIV). Even in the midst of your heartache, it is important to help others. To love is to be selfless in the presence of someone else’s troubles. I remember it was a Tuesday night in October of 2015 and everything seemed normal. There was not a soul in sight and neither one to be heard. The house felt empty after everyone had gone to sleep while I stayed up late working on homework. It was about eleven ‘o’clock when I decided to go to bed. My dog chip always slept with me and my grandma in my room. Chip was asleep under the table and as usual I went to wake him up so that he could walk with me to the bedroom. It was then when I†¦show more content†¦Friday morning we got up early and took him the vet. The doctor called us in and he started off by injecting a pain reliever steroid in Chip because it was obvious he was uncomfortable. He felt that Chip had a tumor in his abdomen because it was inflamed so he requested that we leave Chip there all day so that they could further examine if it was cancerous or benign. When we went to pick up Chip the doctor gave us bad news that Chip had cancer and that he didn’t have much longer to live. Surgery was not an option because he was too old, the next best thing was to take him home and do our best to make him as comfortable as possible in his last days. In the moment when the doctor was saying all of these things I thought to myself, â€Å"how could this be and why now†. I was so focused on my emotions that everything was a blur, the doctor’s voice suddenly sounded unclear. In the middle of the doctor’s explanation I couldn’t take it anymore, I walked out of the room and went outside to cry. I held myself up on the side of the truck, I felt confused, sad, and hurt. 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