Topic > Personal Narrative Essay: The Second Week of My Life

For example, my older brother and mother used to torment me all the time because I didn't have a “life”, now they have stopped tormenting me and are living their lives pleasantly. I thought I had my life back, but I was still wrong because Restart-day changed things for me and my family. A few days after my discharge from the hospital, my family and I were leaving the cinema; we watched a film with serious content, but it was supposed to be a parody. On the way to the parking lot a car stops in front of us and some armed guys come out from there. They started pointing at us and shouting to lie down on the ground, in less than 5 seconds I read their minds and found out that they are the same men who attacked the restaurant. Moreover, one of them is 19 years old and it was he who did not shoot me. The middle aged man was the one who shot me and the other man was in his thirties. They were a family, but I still didn't understand why they kept attacking