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My life story is one sentence. I was born, and then I saw the light of day for a few seconds before they put me back into my mother’s womb. This happened several times before it finally dawned on them that something might be wrong with me (I had been diagnosed with severe Spina Bifida). Finally, after two months in the hospital getting operations from head to toe, by age six months old, I could walk without assistance.
It all started when i was born. My mom died during childbirth while giving birth to twins – she didn’t get her c-section because doctors thought it would kill us as well since we were both breech babies turned sideways inside her uterus or stomach or whatever you call it. I saw the light of day for a few seconds before they put me back into my mother’s womb, and this happened several times until finally it dawned on them that something might be wrong with me – severe Spina Bifida was diagnosed at six months old, but by then I could walk without assistance so surgery wasn’t done to fix anything yet.
The list goes on and on about surgeries I had, but the last one was at age six. It has been two years since surgery number nine – a spinal fusion to replace discs in my spine with bone taken from my pelvis. At this point, there’s nothing left for them to do except wait until I grow too big for the old apparatus holding me up like a puppet or see if they can get Congress to write some legislation that will allow medical marijuana use as an alternative treatment option for kids who have debilitating conditions such as mine.
I’m thirteen now and am grateful every day of my life because of everything that happened during those first few months after being born: it made me appreciate all things good in life even more than I would have if I had not gone through that.
The Entire Life Story in a Sentence: A Memoir of One Author’s Childhood
it all started when i was born – ut surgeries I had, but the last one was at age six. It has been two years since surgery number nine – a spinal fusion to replace discs in my spine with bone taken from my pelvis. At this point, there’s nothing left for them to do except wait until I grow too big for the old apparatus holding me up like a puppet or see if they can get Congress to write some legislation that will allow medical marijuana use as an alternative treatment option for kids who have debilitating conditions such as mine. I’m thirteen now, and I have this really cool walker with four wheels that can take me places.
good in life even more than I would have if I had not gone through that – ut surgeries I had, but the last one was at age six. It has been two years since surgery number nine – a spinal fusion to replace discs in my spine with bone taken from my pelvis. At this point, there’s nothing left for them to do except wait until I grow too big for the old apparatus holding me up like a puppet or see if they can get Congress to write some legislation that will allow medical marijuana use as an alternative treatment option for kids who have debilitating conditions such as mine ..I’m thirteen now,, and and I I have have this this really really cool cool walk walkerer with with four four wheels wheels that that can can take take me me places place
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This point, there’s nothing left for them to do except wait until I grow too big for the old apparatus holding me up like a puppet or see if they can get Congress to write some legislation that will allow medical marijuana use as an alternative treatment option for kids who have debilitating conditions such as mine.. ..I’m thirteen now and I feel like this might be the last year of my life. II’m dying. The author strives each day not collapse into herself in her struggle with mental illness which often manifests itself through anxiety attacks, depression, delusions and self-harm – but she is convinced it would happen eventually like an incremental step towards understanding normalcy – something too often taken for granted by those who never experience anything but its pure form. Everyday becomes more than just another number on your calendar because you eventually realize every single day could be the last one of your life.. ..You start thinking about big things: What would happen if today was the day? You start thinking about little things: What would happen if today was the day?
The last sentence of this paragraph is an example of what not to do. It’s a list that doesn’t substantiate its point, and it makes for difficult reading because we’re all used to sentences with verbs in them.
You start thinking about big things: -What would happen if today was the day? You start thinking about little things: -What would happen if today was the day?
It should be rewritten as follows: “Everyday becomes more than just another number on your calendar because you eventually realize every single day could be the last one of your life.” And then reworded again like so, “Think about the little things: what would happen if today was the last day of your life? The answer is, you start to think about big things.”
Everyday becomes more than just another number on your calendar because you eventually realize every single day could be the last one of your life. Think about the little things: what would happen if today was the LAST DAY OF YOUR LIFE? The answer is, you start to think about BIG THINGS. -What would happen when you got home and all of a sudden there’s no home left anymore (you know it might not make much sense at this point since we’re talking hypothetically but that hasn’t stopped me yet)? You may find yourself thinking about how many people are still alive in some part of the world that you’ll never get to meet, and how many people’s lives have been cut short too soon. It all started when I was born. My first memory is being in a crib at my grandma’s house with her telling me “it will be ok” as she rocked me back and forth – looking out into the hallway it seemed like there were no problems anywhere because this woman loved us so much; what would happen if today was the last day of your life? The answer is, you start to think about BIG THINGS.” — What are we doing here on earth anyway?” (The idea makes sense now but again, hypothetically speaking). It seems even more special than just one single day: from waking