Free Paper Sample on Overcoming Tragedy: My Story of Transformation

Sometimes I think that human beings is always surrounded by tragedy in their life. Tragedy events were usually like ‘a thief at night’; they can occur at any moment regardless of the occasion. Tragedy can emerge as the happiest moment of life, such as a wedding party, or it can happen when one is having sad moments such as during a funeral. This was my story three years ago. When sad occur happened to me, and I changed everything in my life.

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It was two weeks before joining campus when a worse case happened to me. I was happy about Ping-Pong that summer and filled with a desire to go for the world championship. I was an excellent player I used to represent my school of all tennis ball tournaments and win several cups. Due to several titles that I was given, it made my friends nickname me the beast. This title was valid up to the moment before a terrible incident happened to me and returned to Jane, ‘just a common girl.' But how did it happen?

It early in the morning at around 8 A.M when I was happy since that day; it was supposed to be my homecoming event back home. I was fully prepared and ready to leave Billie Jean King National Tennis Center after the games ended the previous night. As I was about to leave, Ezra-my boyfriend called suddenly and informed me that he was in a messy situation, and he needs my urgent help. Ezra was my lover, and I could mind doing anything for him. I took a curb to his place in New York City. Upon arrival at his apartment, Ezra was deeply wounded, and his cloth was soaked with blood. Before inquiring about what happened, I decided to call the helpline for ambulance services. Before I called Ezra in a slow tone, said' Jane, please find another means to transport me a hospital. It would best if you can find a private doctor to come and treat at my home'' I told him I had no money and he answered money is not a problem find one'. I call my friend Liz, who I thought could have a link to such a doctor, and she willingly helped me, and as we were waiting for the doctor's arrival, I gave Ezra first aid services.

Suddenly, I heard a house bell ring ringing, and without hesitating; I rushed to the door to usher in the doctor. But to my surprise, it was a doctor at the door but two muscular men looking furious. They pushed me aside, and while one shooting' where is the blood thief, Ezra!''. I was scared to death, and I pointed out where I left me, but he was not there. I learned later he escaped. The two men raped me and beat me up to the point of breaking my legs. The police came to my rescue and took me to a hospital where they broke the news to my family that I could no longer walk again, and that why my end of playing tennis ball.

When the incident occurred to me, I was 17 years old. I experienced self-torture and self- hatred. Since I had developed a negative perception of most instances and myself for the last three years, I used to distance myself from others. However, when I turned 20 years old, I changed my view regarding myself, and I have started practicing playing the piano.