If you look out my window, it's facing the street of my block. So you can see everybody's houses. See all the neighbors, see kids walking to school, people walking their dogs, etc. But as I was looking out this morning, I noticed a person that I didn't recognize. Their car was parked right across the street from my house, and it looked like they were in a bind. I am a Good Samaritan. So, I put my slippers on to go outside and see what the problem is, see if I can help this person out with their problem.
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But of course, I had to snap back to reality. I woke up and laid in my bed for a few minutes. ready to start the day. I got out of bed, put my slippers on which were lying right next to my nightstand and got my stretches in. I didn't feel groggy either like I usually do when I don't get enough sleep. I take a look out of my window and the sun is coming up. It's a nice day. No clouds in the sky. I see birds flying around and fall is just around the corner, so the leaves are starting to turn pinkish-red. It's my time of the year.
By Robbie Bale7 months ago in Poets
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I have witnessed a death that I relive every time I step into an elevator. Although it no longer affects me as deeply—given that it's been 11 years since the incident—it remains a heart- rending memory from my first and last day as a paramedic. My initial call to the scene involved a man who seemed to have fallen down the elevator shaft of a high-rise building. Alternatively, it might have been that the elevator moved upwards while he was working on it. Different scenarios were being considered when I arrived.
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