Answer:
you can write that somebody you treasure the most had an incident or something...
For example:
Whenever we were kids, we didn’t quite understand situations as well as we would now as young adults. No matter how many questions we asked at that young age, we were still left puzzled. That’s how I felt as a child whenever one of the most tragic moments in my life occurred. I was too young to see how severe the situation was at the time, but now, after growing up, I can understand the misery and depression my family felt at that time.
It was a scorching, summer day in the middle of July when I was mindlessly playing with my cousins in their rather large, spacious pool. The only thing that mattered to me, an energetic 5 year old, was how much longer I could keep swimming without having to get out to go to the bathroom or to take a break. We had just started a very intense game of tag. My grumpy uncle rushed onto the deck, but this time, he wasn’t grumpy. He was anxious and scared, but at the same time very calm. He handed my mom the phone and I could tell she was confused by his gentle attitude. Seconds later, my mom rushed off the deck in tears, running towards her car. The only words she kept yelling was, “Life-flighted! He’s being life-flighted!” I did not understand what that meant but I did not care. I could feel something was wrong by the way my mom reacted and I just wanted to be with her, but she rushed off. All I heard was the sound of her tires squealing as she pulled out of the driveway and out of my sight.
Earlier today, my dad was making his way across the steep hills of a town known as Colliers. Exploring around different trails on his new flaming red quad, he was only feeling joy and having fun with his friends. Riding allowed my dad to get away from the responsibilities of work and our family. Except this time, this one was not what was expected. My father was admitted to the hospital. When I entered the room and saw what was before me, my stomach got a really bad feeling and I began to breakdown and cry. My dad was laying on a big white bed with cords connected to him. His arm was wrapped up and he had doctors surrounding him. He was crying in pain which made me even more upset.
My father had broken his pelvis in 4 places and he was not able to walk. He looked helpless and miserable, something I had never seen until that day. Over time, he learned how to use his lower body again. With the help of my family and the support of his friends, my dad started to get better. The doctors said he would never be able to walk again, but within three months of living in a hospital bed, being taken care of like a child, he gained back his strength and is better than before. Besides the emotional trauma this incident left on my family, it is physically like the accident never even happened.
The End
...by the way I'm sorry if the story is not perfect... I tried my best to help you