In my life, sometimes I wonder if things I come across have made a great impact on my life. Most of the time I just move about day-to-day letting unexciting occurrences guide my way through it. I usually do not like to think about things that make me sad or worried. These types of things cause too much stress and cause illness in many Americans today. It is much easier for me to be happy and unaware of bad possibilities than it is to keep an open mind about what could be lurking around any corner. I would like to think that I am no different from anyone else. I love to relax and enjoy the simple pleasures in life while feeling satisfied with happiness. I try to stay carefree and untarnished by thoughts of grief and sorrow. I think it was my happy-go-lucky attitude that did not prepare me for the tragedy that I came upon, but not many things could prepare a person for that.
             The situation that I came upon I was really unprepared for. The misfortunate position I was put in only gave me two choices to make. Should I stay or leave? In high school, I played football under a coach that strongly felt that people are responsible for their own actions. Through four years of blood, sweat, and pain, responsibility was in graven into my soul. So situations that I would come upon, I should take some type of responsibility for them; the responsibility of that being by helping or doing something to make the situation better. This feeling of responsibility was the part inside me that wanted to stay, but the chaotic scene that I came upon drove me to leave in spite of what I was taught.
             I live over five hours away from where I go to school, so driving long distances makes no difference to me. When my roommate asked me to come up and visit him over spring break, I told him sure I will be up in no time. My spring break was not looking too exciting since I was home with the parents. Going to my friend's hous...