“My Mistake”
“What do you mean were moving I’ve lived here my whole life! I can’t believe you would do this to me what are you thinking you have a good job, a good house, and good friends, and you have decided to give it all up for some guy you hardly know.” That was how my 16th birthday started and that was the event that would change my life forever.
My mother and I had lived in the same small town in the middle of nowhere, until she met Richard, whom she met on an internet dating site. At first it was funny my mom on a dating site talking to people from all across the country. It was merely a joke in my mind, nothing would come out of it and it would not change my life in any way, but soon she decided to fly half way across the country to visit this guy and I started to get worried. It turned out that my worries were for good reason because next thing I know I am packing up for the move to Cleveland Ohio. Instead of spending the summer with my friends and relaxing I was going to be moving to a city that was eleven hundred miles away and ten times the size of my home town.
Moving to Ohio was like another planet, nothing was the same the people were unfriendly, and rude. The city was loud, and crowded. I didn’t like the situation, I didn’t like my mom’s new husband, and I didn’t like the person my mom had become, but for her sake I was going to try to make it work. My summer quickly passed and before I knew I was starting school. This new school had over two thousand students and was massive compared to my old one which housed just over one hundred! My first couple of weeks were boring I went to school did my work and had as little social contact as possible. After three weeks of school I was miserable. I had a total of zero friends from school and was dreading waking up every morning. Enough was enough I wanted friends, I wanted something to do other than watch TV, and I wanted to have fun. I was going to make friends with any group of people I could, and start living my life.
So next week I broke out of my shell and began attempting to make friends, but after a week I found out that I didn’t fit in anywhere. I was a country boy in a town full of people whose only contact with livestock was at the dinner table. I was not going to make friends by being me so I decided to change. I quickly became friends with a group of misfits who were outcast to every clique except their own, this status allowed me to quickly make friends with them. Just as quickly as I accepted them they accepted me and I was set. Finally I was not alone stuck in my room every night hating life. I was finally living it. After what my mother put me through I did not care about being the “good kid” she wanted me to be, in my eyes her selfishness was cause for me to do what I want and forget my Christian upbringing. Before I knew it I was skipping school, smoking pot, and getting drunk with my new friends. My life was spiraling out of control, and I did not care.
Little did I know that my care free lifestyle was about to catch up with me. On my seventeenth birthday, one year from finding out the worst news of my life my I paralyzed my best friend. My birthday plans were no different than my regular weekend plans. We went to a party at the river, drank a lot of beer, and smoked a lot of pot, but that wasn’t unusual. What was unusual was that I was picked to drive. I never attempted to drive while drunk, but assumed the alcohol wouldn’t effect my driving. I took the keys from my friend and started home. We chose the “scenic” route hoping to find another party, but never made it. I ended up crashing going eighty miles per hour down a one way street hopping a curb, and slamming into an ancient oak tree. I paralyzed my best friend, broke my arm, and all but ruined my life. The pain I felt after the accident was enormous. I was devastated, depressed, and crushed. At one point the guilt was so bad that I actually attempted suicide while in the hospital. Due to my emotional state my sentencing was delayed while I was helped through my problems in a psychiatric hospital. It took six months for me to be released from the hospital. As soon as I was released from the hospital I was charged for reckless driving and DUI leading to an eighteen month sentence in an Ohio state jail.
Who would have guessed that one night, one mistake, would change my life forever? From that one mistake I lost two years of my life and my best friend lost his legs. I am never going to forget about ruining my best friend’s life. To this day I still think about how I would have turned out if I stayed in Oklahoma, or if I just said no when the keys were handed to me the. When I am released I will serve my parole in Oklahoma so in a weird twisted way I got what I wanted all along, I just had to deal with a lot of unnecessary mistakes before I got there. I will never forgive myself for My Mistake.
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