This is a little sneak peek at the essay I am writing for my Journalist of the Year portfolio.
I was lounging in my Ikea computer chair during a sweltering day in mid-summer. The sky was clear and giving off a vibrant blue as I glanced out the window to look at the massive Mount Rainier jutting out from the Cascades. The phone began to ring as I glanced quickly at the caller ID. The name was not recognizable. A few moments passed before my mom answered it and yelled out my name. It was for me. I took the phone from her hand and said “Hello.” I could never have foreseen that from the moment of the call, my life would forever be changed.