My Deadly Curse
Happiness can be defined as being in peace, having a lot of money, and being in a healthy condition. When I think about happiness, I tend to think about my life today. Many years ago when I was in 1st grade, my parents were struggling financially. Then another serious problem occurred which changed my life forever. One day at school I fainted, not gaining conscience for three hours. The teacher informed my parents about this. My parents took this to be a minor case of infirmity. I was scheduled for a pediatrician appointment in a month or two and they would just check out my problem at the office.
The appointment came around and I was in the doctor’s office not knowing what was going on; then I turned to look at my mother in confusion. When I looked her eye to eye, two big tears start rolling down her cheeks. I ask to myself “Why is she crying?” I started hyperventilating and passed out in the office. All this wretchedness was caused by Cardiomyopathy, a deadly disease of the heart muscle. My childhood went downhill from there. Every day I would have to take 10 pills in order for me not to faint or get irregular heartbeats and I was required to take special screenings every week on my heart. I passed my life like this for 5 years. My illness made my family more in debt. I realized that they were sacrificing everything in order for me to stay alive.
Staying alive was harder than I thought. I went through many stages of embarrassment with my peers. Those not knowing what harsh stabbing and jolting pains I felt throughout my body. There were times when I could not even bear the pain. Thoughts of suicide and running away would pop in and out of mind. I had been mocked and made fun of throughout my elementary school years. I also had been named “that special ed. kid.” When I would forget to take my medicine, I would pass out and would wake up to see students around me pointing fingers saying, “She’s pretending.” My peers mocked me cause then didn’t...