The Term Paper Taught Me That The Only Person I can Count on Is Myself
The Term Paper Taught Me That The Only Person I can Count on Is Myself
My dad use to always tell me in the end the only person you can count on is yourself. I never subscribed to that. I had ton of friends going some really good ones who I knew would always be there for me. In college especially I had the best friends. We’d hang out all the time. Go to movies, parties and just stop over each others dorm rooms. It was easy to find people to rely on to spend time with. To hang out with. Someone was always doing something. If I needed help with a term paper or a chemistry lab I could always count on someone to help me. They would research paper samples and really sit down to help me if I needed it. Then I graduated from college and I learned that when you throw convenience out the window those people who you thought were your friends are suddenly unavailable.
I’d like to think I am a pretty reliable person. If I tell someone I am going to do something I try a hundred and ten percent to do it. I expect the same thing from my friends. My friend Sarah writes online research papers. She is pretty good at it. It’s the only income she has right now so she really has a lot of time to spend on it. I was always helping her with term papers. I would write a page here or there. She’s a really nice person with good intentions but she is the unequivocally the most unreliable person I know
One evening she asked me to come over. Sarah had taken on too many writing projects and needed some help. She was writing a basic five paragraph term paper and I had to keep revising it since her thesis wasn’t weaved into all the parts, she didn’t have a topic sentence for each paragraph and the last paragraph which was suppose to wrap up the term paper was half in the second paragraph and half in the first. I think she was falling asleep when writing that one. It was two o’clock in the morning when I left her parents house to drive home. I woke Sarah up before I left she was groggy but knew she had to get up . She had two more college term papers due in less than two hours. She thanked me for my help and I ran to my car into the cold dark night.
As I was driving home I too began to doze off. I started rolling down the windows and blasting the radio to stay awake. It didn’t seem to be working I almost missed a stop light and screeched to halt in front of the line. Not even two seconds later I felt a jolt and turned around. A huge black SUV had crashed full on into me. I was freaked. I felt a surged of pain on my back and I was a little scared to get out of the car. I had no idea who or what I would be confronted with or what I would do. Oh why did I decide to help Sarah with her stupid term paper?
I picked up my phone and dialed her number immediately. I looked in my rear view mirror. The car had stopped but no one had gotten out of the car. I called her twice before I answered. She sounded annoyed that I had woken her up. I told her I needed her to come by where I was now. And that I had just gotten into an accident I was freaked. Sarah doesn’t drive well she can drive but her parents don’t let her use there car. I asked her if she could get her parents to bring her buy and told me she didn’t want to wake them up. I was livid. I jumped when a young man knocked on my window. I kept the line connected with Sarah and rolled down my window a bit. He asked me if I was okay and apologized for hitting me. He said he had great insurance and handed me an insurance card. He was shaking a bit but also told me he had already called the police and they would be there shortly.
I went back to the phone call with Sarah. She assured me that I would be okay and there was no need to call the police. I told her I was scared to be out so late by myself waiting for the cops and if she could just ask her parents to come by I’d really appreciate it. Sarah refused telling me that they would be angry. And that it was too far of a walk for her to come by. That was the last time I spoke to Sarah.
I will never forget how I went out of my way to help Sarah with her term paper and when I needed her badly she refused to help. Who knows the person who crashed into me could have been a drug dealer or a serial killer. The main point is. When I needed her she wasn’t there. It was very difficult thing for me to walk away from her. She was my best friend. But I learned she was only my friend when it was convenient for her and she really didn’t care how I was or what happened to me. The only person I can count on is myself. The term paper helped me see that.
