Determination and hard work had been my guiding principles as I prepared for my medical college entrance exam. But on the morning of the exam, disaster struck when I woke up late to find that all my alarms had been turned off. Panic set in as I realized I was running out of time.
My 8-year-old brother, Jason, came to the rescue with a solution that would save the day. Despite the chaos, he remained calm and called the police, who arrived just in time to escort me to the exam center.
The officers’ kindness and Jason’s quick thinking allowed me to take the exam, and I was determined not to let the morning’s events overwhelm me. With my brother’s support and the officers’ help, I was able to seize the moment and not let anyone else take it away.
When I returned home, Jason was waiting with a hopeful expression, eager to know if I had made it. I smiled, relieved, and nodded. “I did, thanks to you.”
My dad was waiting inside, his face pale with anger as he listened to Jason recount the events. His anger turned to Linda, who had tried to sabotage my chances. “You destroyed her dreams due to your own selfishness,” he said, his voice trembling with rage. “You’re not staying here another night.”
As Linda left, Jason and I watched from the door, feeling a sense of relief and justice, but no satisfaction. The day’s events had shown me the power of family and the importance of having people who believe in you, no matter what.
