College Admissions Essay: The Turning Point

I never knew this would be my last day here… in Chicago. I hate my dad’s job, this is why I'm moving. Moving cities every year is hard and I hate it. My parents don't seem to bother all that much, they do it mostly for the money. As all these thoughts ran through my head, time went by and I finally arrived at my new house. As I out, all I could feel was the cold wind hitting my face and leafs attacking my fresh new j’s. Looking ahead of my was the fourth and certainly not the last house of mine.

After a long ride, we saw our new home for the first time. It wasn’t luxurious, but to a couple of young children like us it was cool to live on the beach. The changes that lied ahead of us were great. There are many ways in which this new start changed my life. First, no longer did we live in fear. This enabled me to move on. I enrolled in eight grade that year. I felt like had a fresh start. No one knew my business. I could make myself whatever I wanted. My whole personality changed. That year I started at quarterback for junior high and from there everything started to look up. If I was to go into details of all the success I had it would be bragging, so I am just going to say I went from a casualty of a broken home to a respected and important part of High Island High School. In the five years I was there, I had more fun and a more productive life than all the other years put together.

Everyone has to make choices in their life. Some are everyday choices, like what to eat or drink. Others are more critical, like choosing a job. Important decisions take time to comprehend. Like with me, the decision to go to college was the most critical choice in my life and for my future, and I will never regret it. Going to college is important because it helps me find a job, it expands my knowledge, and it is a wonderful experience.

When I was only four years old, my life changed forever. It was the year I moved to North Carolina. My dad’s friend got him a job opportunity that he simply couldn’t give up. So, he quit his job and found a nice rental house to live in. I had moved before but I don’t remember. I moved from Indiana to North Carolina with my brother my cat and my parents. When I moved to North Carolina, I was aware of what was happening, but I never realized how different everything would be. The house we moved into we only lived in for a year, but it was a pretty hectic year.

To me college is like the next step of life to adulthood; it is where you get a taste of the authentic world and learn how to adjust and manage on your own. In addition, it can be a place of magnification and polished skills within a community that strives for a prosperous life with an effulgent vocation. Thus, attending college was compulsory for me in order to reach future goals, and North Carolina A&T State University (NCAT) transpired to be just right for me. The distance was within range and they have an outstanding mechanical engineering program that I could solemnly benefit from. Overall, attending this university has opened many doors of opportunities that arrange with my personal and professional goals through their culture and community. Furthermore, I endeavor to put myself first and review my precedent accomplishments to strive for better while exposing myself to incipient challenges and obstacles.

This is my story when I moved to colorado and when I moved again and what I felt when we moved and the second story Is when I moved to a different neighborhood and school so enjoy.

“Where are we going?” She then looked at me and said, “We’re moving to Texas.” Out of all places, Texas? We lived in southern California our whole lives, so moving to Texas was definitely a shock to me. “What about our family and friends?” Her eyes began to water, so I knew talking about it further would only make things worse. Texas. It was stuck in my head and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. The more I thought of it, the worse it sounded. The worst part was that it was so sudden, so it didn’t seem real. Because my parents are divorced, I spent the weekends at my dad’s house. He was torn that I was leaving Riverside, which of course meant that weekend visits would turn

Since I started community college I’ve heard several dozen cases of people changing their major, changing their transfer college, or just changing their mind. I’m not likely to do any of that, I choose to use my time in high school deciding what I wanted to do and so far I am sticking to it without a doubt in my mind. I chose to go to community college, earn my Associate's in Business Administration, and transfer to James Madison University in the fall of 2018, graduate in 2020 with my Bachelor’s. I intend to get my Master’s either right after my Bachelor’s or within a few years of my career. I hope to have a job leaving JMU, my first accounting job of my career. I decided to major in accounting for a plethora of reasons, but not what most people expect.

“We are moving to Arizona. It’s your decision whether or not you come with us.” As a seven year, old girl, this was one of the hardest things to hear from the woman I was supposed to trust most, my mom. I had to make a decision whether or not to move across the country with my mom and a stranger, or move in with my dad and stay near my family. I immediately responded with “I will be staying in Massachusetts”. Although I knew that this decision would flip my world upside down, I didn’t know how much I would personally change because of it. In that moment, I didn’t know that I wouldn’t be seeing my mom for another year. I didn’t know that our relationship would never be the same again. That one sentence changed the whole course of my life. In that split-second decision, I went from a seven-year-old little girl, blind to the reality of life, into a mature young girl forced to swallow the idea of her mother leaving her behind.

When we finally made it into Kansas, I felt joyous instead of dismal because I missed the familiar buildings and roads there. No place is like home, I finally learned that. We kept on heading back to Gardner and when we finally did, I went over to a friend's house and we hung out and had fun and ran around. Then when I got home from my friend’s house, I started packing up my room. Then a week later I moved to Shawnee. That was my trip to

The position of honors is a much valued and highly respected position in which only a select few are chosen for its place. I myself believe that I am a suitable candidate for such a position given the type of person that I am as well as my personal experiences through business.

It was a nice ordinary warm morning or so I thought. My mother had been thinking of moving for the past year, but she never really got around to it until that day when she told me and my younger sister at breakfast that we were moving to Idaho. I was very shocked and confused. It was only a few weeks ago that we went to visit Idaho to see if we liked the state. There were so many thoughts buzzing through my head such as what am I going to tell my friends and how much longer do I have to say goodbye to everyone before I never see them again. I also thought why Idaho, what was so special about the little potato state. I liked it in California. All my friends were here, this is where I grew up, and all our relatives lived here as well. Even though my family had moved around California many times before this move, Idaho was something new altogether.

My father traveled all the way across town only to be rejected. The principal rescheduled their meeting for the next day, but my father knew by then he’d be long gone. He took the rain as a sign. It seemed the world was trying so desperately to tell him something. Even though my parents were in love with The Big Easy, they knew it was no place to raise a child. Just a postcard destination filled with amazing beignets and Mardi gras

If someone asked me where I am going to be in ten years, this would be my answer. I will have a great, high-paying job, and beautiful wife and family, and a nice sports car parked in front of my lovely house. When I look into the future, I see myself being successful and happy. Even though I always pictured myself this way, I never worried too much about how I would get there. I feel the Suffolk University can lay the groundwork for making these dreams into reality.

A life changing event for me was when I moved to Blue Ridge for the second time. All my life I have constantly moved around. I was born in St. Petersburg, Florida, where I started Pre-k. I had three siblings, Sean, Alyssa, and Derrick. Then we moved to Jasper, Georgia, so I started kindergarten in Jasper Elementary School. We stayed with some of Mom and Dad's friends until we found a place. Around this time my parents got divorced. So it was us and dad. Mom still visited often. Soon after that dad got with someone else, named Heather. Heather had two kids, Erika and Michelle. They found a place together and we stayed there. Then my mom took us to Florida for a year. Dad thought she was just gonna keep us for the weekend, but she stole us for a year. When we were in Florida Dad and Heather had a child, her name Was Rielley. She was born on my birthday, so we share a birthday. When we finally got back to living with dad we ended up staying with her at mom’s three bedroom trailer. There was fourteen people living in that tiny trailer. I spent my remainder of first grade in Hill City Elementary School. By the time the school year ended we were moving back to Jasper. I was back in J.E.S for second grade. Next, we moved to Blue Ridge. We had nowhere to stay, so we were staying at the homeless shelter. My third grade year I went to Blue Ridge Elementary School. I tried my best to not let people at school know I lived at the shelter, but the kids who rode my bus figured it out. We