Death of my cousin - Personal story"See you at my house in ten minutes". said my cousin Albert as he started the engine of his motorbike and drove away. So I put my hand in my pocket, grabbed my keys, walked into the house, and headed straight for the refrigerator. Looking for a quick fix, I set the milk aside and grab some leftover chicken from the night before. After deciding how to prepare it, I placed it in the microwave, closed the door, and placed it on high heat for 5 minutes. While I waited for the chicken to heat up, I changed my clothes and washed my face. Immediately after the microwave announcement I went to the kitchen to eat the food of the day. When I was done I brushed my teeth, grabbed my jacket and went out. I jump in the car and go meet my cousin. Along the way I reflected on my life and how much I enjoy it. I went to his house and found it strange that he or his bike were not there. I waited and waited. 5 minutes passed, then 10. I started to get worried so I knocked on the door but there was no answer. I didn't think much about it. I figured he probably went to the corner store before returning home. I got back in the car and took the usual route to the neighborhood deli. I never got there: my journey was interrupted by a wall of ambulances and the yellow police line does not cross the tape. And in that moment I knew my life would never be the same again. It's been about 12 months since his death, but these wounds are too deep for time to heal. Things shouldn't be like this, not at this age. At times like this you start to look at life in a different way. It is no longer something to take for granted. After the accident I understood that life is no longer a game. So I was trying to moderate myself. I found myself taking things more slowly and confidently. Instead of being adventurous and taking risks. Another thing I realized is that I can't stop myself from living. Forward is the only direction I want to go. Now I'm focusing on my priorities and setting goals for myself, job applications have started pouring in and I thought it was time to take school a little more seriously.