A Short Story : A Little Lost Girl

Not the best way to start a story because it happens to everyone, but my birth was actually not like usual ones. From what I have been told, it was that there was a lot of screaming and cursing.The chaos was not about me, not yet, but it was what was going on immediately after I came into this world.

Jeannette is the second child of four children. She tells her life story through the book. She starts out from her earliest memory, when she was three years old, and into her adulthood. Her actions foreshadows that she will be successful when she grows up away from her parents. Since Jeannette’s parents were often careless of their children, Jeannette had to take care of younger siblings and work to get money for food, but she still loved her parents. Eventually, she decided to leave her parents and go to New York. There she became a successful author and journalist.

Alexie had a hard time growing up being bullied but still muddled through to become valedictorian and go to college. The reason behind Alexie sharing his hardships of going through school is to show it is not impossible to overcome the hardships that may come up during school and that once you leave it is nothing but a memory. Alexie shows his strength and success in this essay.

Once she became a high schooler, things started to become more pleasant. Jeannette joined the school newspaper and met Chuck Yeager, dad’s idol. She became more popular at school and managed to accept life there until the idea of New York came along. As soon as the idea hit, it was pursued by the children were going to move there to get away from their lives in

When she was young, she had a pretty rough childhood and her family had a lack of money. And when she was only three her father struck illness and got typhoid fever and died. Also in that same year they moved and her mother remarried. As well her mother's new husband didn’t like kids, especially young children and her mother agreed to move away with her husband and leave her children behind. So she moved in with her step dad’s family, which meant having to deal with his strict mother and they didn’t have much money. They even lacked in money to buy school pencils. And at age eleven she finally reunited with her mother, At 15 she encouraged her mother to let her join the New York City drama club. But her drama teacher told her mom she was wasting

A girl named Alison grew up in a small town with both her parents and had several siblings. She was able to go to school and hang out with her friends whenever she wanted, but there was always something in the back of her head bothering her, the thought that her life was missing something, her life was incomplete. She lived a normal life, she grew up to be a nice young woman, and she even married the love of her life and had three beautiful girls with him. Alison never went through any hardships in life. Although Alison’s life seemed to be better than most, she still felt incomplete. Her, her husband and three daughters always went out and did many things as a family. They went to parties, went on camping trips, and even went to

While the sweet aromas of dark and milk chocolate permeated the air, high-pitched screeches and screams could be heard by the people walking in the parking lot. As the sun began to set in Derry township, Pennsylvania, the temperature had started to decrease into the low forties. This was only the beginning of a memorable night for two girls who were trying to the make the most of their trip from California. On Kelly and Natalie’s first day in Pennsylvania, spending the day out with their younger cousin was the plan. Related by sisters, Kelly, 19, and Natalie Duong, 23, paid for three tickets including their cousin’s. Meanwhile, their younger cousin, Julie Tran, rocked back and forth on her heels as she waited in anticipation. The thirteen year-old grew excited as she saw the roller coasters she knew she had to ride.

When I was younger, I was in love with the thought of school. I thought it was fascinating how teachers dedicate their time and effort to bettering kids' future. But of course, when I was younger, I didn’t know the definition of those words. I had attended a school in the Dayton Public system. I thought it would be a good opportunity to try a different school. Once I got to this new school I realize I was severely behind all the other students. All the stress of trying to catch up got into my head. At this point everyone in my class and grade had mastered the art of multiplying. So, one day I came home and could not focus on my homework because it was too difficult. I had asked my dad for help on the multiplication

Everyday I drag my feet across the floor to school and back home, a never ending cycle. But, every time I step into this place which I call home, I feel the weight of my parents expectations crush me. I feel my smile slowly start to fade away, I feel my happy self slowly start to disappear. My father’s voice starts to ring in my head, “Kathleen, you need to study harder, get into a good college. Look at all your friends the people surrounding you, they’re all better than you.” I drag my feet up the stairs, my parents, they want me to that perfect child. That perfect child that understands everything, that perfect child that places first in every violin competition, that perfect child who gets straight A’s every quarter. In my parent's mind,

Little Annie was finally in the last semester of her senior year. Going out of high school with a 3.9 GPA, a job at the local kayak business, 3 sports letter on her letterman jacket, and an endless horizon of great opportunities for herself. As the year came to a close Annie was thrilled to be getting out of high school and getting into her adult life and pursuing a career. Just as she had seemed to have everything figured out, last minute she was informed that she would not be able to graduate because of her lack of community service hours. Even though Annie had all the great grades and was an active part of her community, because she didn't have the hours of volunteerism she was unable to graduate high school and had to postpone her plans as well as not be able to do any more

“It’s not what you are that’s holding you back it’s what you think you are not”. This is what was posted on the outside of Ms. Shoffners office door. There a girl stood waiting to be called in for her meet her guidance counselor, shoulder shrugged head down and tears forming in her eyes. She had lost all hope and thought she did not belong. Unlike most counselors, Ms.shoffner had an open door policy. Her door never closed and she was always available. Her motto was “Mom First.Counselor second.” The meeting was supposed to be about “your next step” in other words goals for high school that would lead him or her to their future college. Instead she looked at the distraught trembling girl and shot her the most understanding smile. The girl looked

These included leaving home too soon, choosing the wrong college, not taking proper care of herself, etc. The obstacles she spent time and money fixing were clearly not simple for her to overcome. Evidently, she doesn’t yearn for me to follow her footsteps in that essence. Despite the inevitable, frustrating story her mood was not influenced by regret or despair. Yet again, the tough times shared with me were not to dwell about, they only existed to develop an appreciation for.

There once was a mischievous and self centered girl who was only fifteen which was very old during her time in The 20th century, her name was Vera. She was an only child and lived with only her mother. One day after being homeschooled, she ran out her doors and sang obnoxiously to annoy her neighbors.

Daniel raised his eyebrows in surprise and shrugged off the moment that just passed. Lia finished her last bite of food before standing up she looked at Daniel then his parents before muttering a goodbye rushing for the door. Daniel sat in his seat with a lost look in his eyes and looked around at the empty table.

Immediately the girl’s mother ran up to hug the mother of Cassie, as if they had known each other their whole lives, “Thank you so much for inviting my Stephanie to go on a trip with you! She’s very excited and I hope she won’t be much trouble”! Stephanie forced an awkward smile at the people who she was going to be forced to live with for a whole month. This situation would’ve been different if she knew the people she was going with, or even if she just liked the beach, but neither of those had a positive aspect. It was more like a punishment than a vacation. For years Stephanie had always had