Being fourteen is a magical time in one's adolescence, it is then when they are considered "teenagers" and start attending high school. Your mind is sponge absorbing fresh ideas and concepts. New opportunities and experiences are available to you, and the world is your oyster. It was in October of my freshman year of high school when I had my first encounter with mortality. Like every human I had a fear of dying and the unknown, but it was on this October night at this very young age when I learned the valuable lesson, the second we are born, we begin to die, and what exactly that saying ment.
             It was a typical Friday night in Napa. I was on my way to my best friend's house, so we could car pool to the watch our high school football team get slaughtered by their opponents. Before I could make it out the door I said some snide remark or another to my mother to which she replied "Fine then I guess you aren't going to the football game." I stood in the front hall with my jaw hanging open, I tried to protest her rash decision to no avail, it looked like the night couldn't get any worse, but boy was I wrong.
             "Honey I know I grounded you from the football game tonight and I hope you understand my reasons for doing so." My mother said in her calm therapeutic tone.
             "Yes, mom and I am sorry." I replied in my phony apologetic voice.
             "Good, cause I was hoping that we could have some mother daughter time tonight and go rent a movie."
             "Sure." I quickly responded, anything to get me out of the house was fine by me. A few minutes later my mom and I were heading to the video store and all was fine, we were laughing and giggling in the car, having a grand time in each other's company, it was as if all was forgotten. 'Ring-Ring' my mom's cell phone was whaling, she reached over, while maintain control of the car, "Hello..
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