Everyone’s life has certain events that shape and lead them down a given path. We may not know it at the time, but the things that happen to us, happen for a reason. And when an obstacle is thrown at us it can change us for the rest of our lives. On August 13, 2016 my life’s path took an unexpected turn. It all began the day before. I woke up that morning quite early to study for a the math test that I had that day, and everything seemed how it would on a normal day. It was raining pretty hard, but it wasn’t anything that I hadn’t seen before. Just to be safe Livingston Parish decided to close school for that day, due to the heavy rainfall. I saw it as a great day, because I didn’t have to take that math test that I was dreading. It ended up being just that, and I went to bed to the sound of the raindrops falling onto the damp ground. The next morning I woke up to my parents watching a movie and the smell of coffee in the kitchen. Again everything seemed normal. If I were to know of what was coming, everything would be different.
Around 9:00 a.m. it was still raining, but not nearly as hard as it was the night before. My parents started to get text messages from neighbors asking if we were going to evacuate. We wondered if it was worse than we thought it was, and once we turned the channel to the news, we realized that it was. The Amite River was rising very high and very quick. At the time our house wasn’t near flooding, but we decided to pack a small bag a go to my grandmother’s house, just to be safe. The interstate was packed, cars on every inch of the road. The tails of trucks filled with furniture and belongings. Each car moving inch by inch every minute or so. We sat in traffic for about two hours and then decided that we needed to turn around and go back to our house. At that time I only knew of one or two people who’s houses started to flood. We got back home and the water was starting to come up, but we still didn’t think we were going to flood. But as a couple of hours went by we realized that every minute the water was getting higher and higher. We hastily packed up everything that we could and put it upstairs. Around 4:00p.m. the water was at our door step, so we made the big decision to leave our once cozy little home. My family did one last look at our house, and even with the water seeping through the cracks, we still didn’t even realize what was happening. The cars were already flooded, so we had no other option, but to walk to safety. Wading through the gloomy water had us all scared to say the least. In fact, at that moment, I don’t think anything was going through our minds. I guess the best word to use was speechless. We walked all the way down Harris Road. Three hours and four miles later we arrived to safety, which was the house of a family friend.
I didn’t fully realize what happened until almost a week after. My school, Southside Junior High, was severely flooded, and in fact to this day still isn’t even fixed. One of the hardest parts about the situation was, not being in school for a month. I think what we all need was a bit of normalcy in our lives. On September 13, 2016 we went back to school, at Juban Parc, and October 29, 2016 we moved back in to our house. In conclusion to it all, the flood taught all of us something important. I realized that I should never take things for granted, because you never know how fast one thing can change. I never would have thought it at the time, but the flood did something good for us. It brought our bonds closer and our hearts stronger. My life’s path was definitely changed, but now I think it was for the best. And I am so thankful for the people that I have to help through what ever life challenges I have next.