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Narrative essay

Yeranuhi Khachatryan

BA in English and Communication

Freshman Seminar T

Gohar Goroyan

12/03/2021

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That was the seventh sleepless night that passed with the feeling of constant risk and

uncertainty. It was misty outside; the edges were less defined and shapes melted together into the

grey-white. I had the feeling that the whole world had become blurred while I was trying to

sleep. The world looked so distant and cold from my window, that I didn’t even want to get out

of my bed. It was the most hopeless and demoralizing morning in my life, until I got a call from

the most important person in my life. 

Those were the days of the war filled with sadness and as my brother was on the

battlefield of the recent Artsakh war at the time, I had no chance to control my emotions. That

was also the time when I was preparing for the SAT exam, with pretty low self-esteem, doubting

myself and thinking that if I fail, everyone would be disappointed in me. My brother was the

only person who could change my mind and help me regain my confidence, but unfortunately, he

was in danger fighting for his life. The family was feeling powerless, the honor was burned in a

country, turned to ashes, the spirit was broken, the soul was lost and the innocence had turned

into ghosts. The day had come for the exam, but I was consistent in my way of not taking a part

in it. I was neither physically nor mentally stable to gather my feelings and strengths to fight for

my goal. I was so broken that the world was colorless in my eyes and everything was senseless

around me. We would give everything for a single call to get from our pride after those seven

horrible days, by knowing nothing about him. However, the early morning that I didn’t want to

get out of my bed, the world had turned upside down after that life changing call. That was my

brother, calling especially for a reason to encourage me and inspire me not to lose the chance of

being the future leader of our country. He undoubtedly knew that only his words could change

my mind and stimulate me to thrive.

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