A Painful Lesson in Staying Calm :: Personal Narrative Writing

A Painful Lesson in Staying Calm Oh rapture, was I ever enraged! I was reviling up a tempest! â€Å"Damn ball! Where the damnation did it think it was going? Who the hellfire at any point let me figure out how to golf? They clearly were one damn inept knave to figure I would ever golf!† I energetically raged away from the tee-box, infuriated that my ball was totally crazy as it had flown through the air a couple of moments prior. â€Å"Just go hell! Hit your fricken ball!† I seemed like a little regrettable kid shouting at her mom since she had not gotten her way in a contention as I shouted furiously at my sibling who was presently remaining on the tee-box prepared to send his ball to unimaginable lengths. As I pivoted to start the excursion towards my miserable shot, dismissing the undeniable misstep I was making, it hit me. The weight from the abrupt surprising effect on the tip of my left elbow shot through my whole body rapidly and agonizingly. The torment shot from my elbow, through my arm, down through my legs, at that point back up to my other arm, lastly to my head. The torment was solid and sharp. It felt just as I had fallen on an electric dairy cattle fence, and it had given me one in number electrical stun that surpassed my entire body with torment for a brief instant. In that brief instant I saw the world somewhat better. I felt as if I had been shot. My brain delayed and snapped a picture of the view before me. I was just ready to take one speedy striking photo in my brain however in light of the fact that everything occurred so rapidly. The shining green grass was blinding my eyes as the solid beams of daylight shot downward on the fairway. There was a little gorge around fifteen feet from me where there was tall grass that resembled bits of green and earthy colored string standing out of the ground. A little fix of grass was absent by the chasm to uncover a little shining river that streamed quickly. There was no wind to blow the strings, so they stayed there still. I saw the splendid green leaves of the trees that were totally encompassing me.