May 10, 1984, was a different day than all the other days that came before it. Read the 4,600 word final installment of the essay “Destruction of Innocence”.
I was awoken by the chill of the air once the ambulance doors were opened. This shock was sobering, as enough time had passed since the accident that I had digested the severity of the accident.
Destruction of Innocence PART THREE I had about ten minutes to kill before my grandmother arrived. I couldn’t get out of my shirt to change, so I decided to lock up the house and head down the street so I could head-off my grandmother’s car. I figured we could save…
I distinctly remember my breathing suddenly getting heavier, my knees felt like jelly. What has just happened? Can I get through this? I
It was a balmy day on May 9, 1984. It happened to be my father’s 49th birthday. I was in the home stretch of finishing junior high school, just a couple months left before I graduated to the big school up the hill.