In my freshman year of high school my mother was injured in an automobile accident. My mother was always fragile because of her pre-existing heart condition, atrial regurgitation. Due to the accident, she went into congestive heart failure. The only choice for her survival were to perform an open heart surgery. The next 14 hour were the most excruciating hours of my life,I had never been so terrified. I had to be strong for her and the family, I had to be their rock. As my mother laid in the hospital recovering, I filled in the empty slot of mother's role. I was a high school student during the day and in the evening I was the chef, the caretaker, and the nurse. On the weekend I worked as a cashier to help our financial woes. I couldn't hold