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Question: Come up with a journaling story with a title talking about how when your back was hurting and you needed your medicine and you told your brother that your mom needs to bring your medicine you didn't tell him your back was hurting then your older brother mondrell went in the room to your mom and instead of getting your medicine or waking her up by shaking her or calling her name multiple times he told you she's knocked out sleep you gotta go around there and get her and you keep calling her number and she wakes up and you tell her that you need your medicine for your back and you tell her the next morning that it was no excuse for your brother to not bring your medicine or wake your mom up to give you the medicine
Title: "No Excuses: Learning to Speak Up for My Own Needs" It was a typical evening for me - I was just finishing up some homework when my back started to throb with pain. I knew I needed to take my medicine, but I felt too tired and didn't want to move around too much. That's when I remembered that my mom had kept my medicine prescription in her room. I decided to ask my younger brother to go and fetch it. "Hey, could you tell mom to bring me my medicine?" I asked him. He nodded and headed towards her room. What I didn't tell him was that my back was hurting - I just assumed he would understand the urgency. However, when he returned a few minutes later with my older brother Mondrell in tow, I realized my mistake. "She's knocked out sleep, you gotta go around there and get her," Mondrell told me, with a firm tone. I didn't know what to do - I was too shy to disturb my mom's sleep and too afraid to cause a scene. But as the hours passed and the pain in my back worsened, I decided I had to take action. I kept calling my mom's phone, hoping to rouse her from her slumber. Finally, after what felt like hours, she picked up. "I need my medicine," I told her, my voice trembling with frustration. "Why didn't you come to give it to me?" My mom sounded groggy but sympathetic. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. I didn't know you needed it so urgently. Next time, make sure to tell me right away." The next morning, I confronted Mondrell about his behavior. I explained to him how much pain I was in and how disappointed I was that he hadn't found a better solution to my problem. "Can you please listen next time?" I asked him, my voice shaking a little. "I need you to understand how important this is." Mondrell looked at me for a moment, then nodded. "I get it," he said. "I'm sorry." Through this experience, I learned an important lesson about the power of communication. From now on, I would make sure to speak up for my own needs, even if it meant facing some discomfort or embarrassment. There was no excuse for neglecting my health - and I was determined to make sure my voice was heard.
March 15, 2023, 8:47 p.m.
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