Life : My Life

As we arrive to Chicago, I began to see tall skyscrapers, which I was very afraid of, I was always afraid of them falling. It was a totally different world, and atmosphere for me. I remember getting my first bite of pizza, and simply just puking it right back out because my body was not used to it, at that time I had no idea that pizza in a couple of years would become one of my favorite foods. After living in Chicago for about a year my family decided to move to Miami, Florida, just because the Chicago weather for us was too cold and windy. In Florida I went to my first year of school in the U.S, not being able to speak english was a major problem. This problem caused me to be held back in 1st grade. After about a year we moved again,because the weather in Florida was too hot. This time we moved to Ohio, a place I have called home for about 10

Growing up I didn't have a lot of time to read, I did not grow up in a stable environment for children to thrive. When I was in the third grade my life would take a drastic turn into a downward direction. My mother whom I loved so much changed drastically, started locking us out of the house. Doing any type of homework was impossible to accomplish when you are stranded outside. Later that year my parents got a divorce. There was constant turmoil; my mother was now living with a man that would later become my stepfather. Their relationship was very toxic; at first my stepfather seemed charming, we traveled to places we have never been to before. After a couple of years, things changed, they couldn't manage their finances and we were constantly

Growing up as a child the youngest of five siblings raised by a single mother from the south side of Chicago, Illinois I experienced many obstacles that I had to overcome daily as a child at a very early age. Chicago has one of the highest murder rates in the United States. The environment I grew up in was very detrimental filled with drugs and violence on every corner. My neighbors were drug dealers and drug addicts who were constantly fighting all the time. My mother worked two jobs full time seven days a week to maintain the household and financial responsibilities. At times I would sell chips, candy and juice in front of stores to make money so that I could help my mother pay the bills and I’d often have to take care of my sick grandmother

The summer before I went into the sixth grade my mom took my two sisters Natalie and Liberty, my brother Derek and I to Chicago for a family trip. We drove for a long 8 hours. My mom picked Chicago because that is where she was born and raised. She also wanted us to know where she lived and know about her childhood. When we arrived in Chicago, the first thing we did was go to the neighborhood my mom lived in with her adopted family and where my grandparents lived. My mom cried a little because it had been so long since she had visited her old house. After that we went and checked into our hotel and went to dinner at a steakhouse. Then once we were done eating we went to a car show.

I grew up with my grandmother in the small town of Turner, Maine. My mother, Jana-lin, sent me there from Salt Lake City, Utah to escape an abusive stepfather. At the age of six I traveled alone across the country with one layover to try and find a better life. All of this happened during the Thanksgiving and Christmas of 1996. But being torn from an older sister, a younger brother, and your mother. Us kids were separated, my older sister Brittney, ending up in Las Vegas, Nevada with her father. My little brother Richard, with his father out in Salt Lake City, Utah and Me, with my grandmother in Maine. My father Andreas, abandoned my mother when he learned she was pregnant, going so far

Growing up, I have faced many difficult challenges. When I was just five years old, I was taken away from my mother due to her addiction to drugs. My oldest sister, the one that took care of me, was sent to live with her dad hundreds of miles away. That was very hard for me and my other sister, because she was our mother figure. My other older sister and I were sent to live with our father, and throughout the years he had four other daughters with my stepmother. I was always treated differently than my younger sisters, in a way that made me feel like I was excluded out from them.

For the first 4 years of my life, I lived in that trailer with my mother and father in Lawrenceburg, KY. On March 2, 2000 my little sister was born. My father worked at an electric company doing electrical engineering work while my mother stayed home with me, and then 22 months after my birth, with my sister Haley. My mother didn’t pay much attention to us even though she was a stay-at-home mom, so I wasn’t talked to often. I learned a lot of my words from the television I was always placed in front of. I was left alone a lot, which translated to my liking to be alone still today. I was no very close to my mother because though she was there, she didn’t engage with me. Once I was 3, I started

My family used to be like it was portrayed in movies; father, mother,daughter, son, with a few pets living in a nice house in a small town and friendly neighbors. My life flipped upside down when I was seven years old because my parents were getting divorced and I had to start a new life in Kansas with a man I didn’t know and my mom. I was hurt that I had to start my life all over and start a new school, leave friends behind, and I wanted to live with my dad too just like my brother was. I wanted to stay Nebraska and not leave my friends behind, not leave my home, and not leave everything behind. As I had to organize on what I wanted to keep and leave with my dad, tears ran down my face, realizing my life wasn’t going to be the

Looking at my life course as I type behind a screen has made me realized that my life course so far has gave me a positive outlook on life.. Although my parent’s fought and it made me scared to be in a relationship, I could not be more thankful for the family I have. Because of them, I have learned to be thankful, kind, and altruistic. My fathers cancer and the death of my best friend has taught me to live life to the fullest, appreciate the things you have in life, and to stay positive not matter how hard life may be. I am beyond thankful for what has happened already in my life course and am waiting what is in store for my future.

In 2007, I moved into my paternal grandfather’s house with my two brothers. We lived there for about five years until we moved back in with our dad. Those five years were the most influential on my life so far; they forced me to change myself in ways I never knew I could. My childhood died tragically early because my parent’s got divorced, my mother was not capable of caring for my siblings and me, and my father went to prison.

Everybody you come into contact with has a completely different story, a completely different home life. My life has definitely been far from perfect but it’s what makes me who I am today.

Hi Kim, I just wanted to tell you a little bit about my story. I got sucked in when I was 21. At the time I was already having a crisis of faith. On top of that I became incredibly disillusioned with college. I was in the wrong major but at the time it just felt like my life was going nowhere. I prayed to God whom I didn 't even know if I believed in, and the rest is history. They were the first people to come along and I was so weak at the time I could be swayed whatever way the wind blew. I had an incredibly pushy bible teacher that basically tried to befriend me then would threaten to quit studying the Bible with me if I wasn 't making progress. And guess who defined what progress meant. It wasn 't coming to know who God is and coming to love him and his son. It was doing the assigned watchtower tasks. So I did them and was just kind of drug along for the ride. Eventually I was baptized, pioneering and going along with the flow. I had my doubts I can 't remember a time when I didn 't at least have slight doubts. But at the time I was doing what they said, partaking fully in there brainwashing program.

I was born in Newark Ohio and came to Licking Valley in the middle of kindergarten. I am the oldest out of three children and son of Ronald and Brandy Schneider. My father is a Highway State Patrol man. By the time a was 5 my parents separated. I haven 't seen my biological mother since I was 12. My mother wasn’t the best parent you could have asked for, she had a problem drinking. Even though my parents separated I still have people who love me and the best step mom you could ask for.

At times, I see my life as being stupidly stressful. I’m young, I want time to myself. Time where I have nothing to do. Where I can take naps, eat a half-gallon of ice cream and become addicted to some new television series. As a matter of fact, I lived that lifestyle once. To be honest, I absolutely hated it. As stressful as days can be, with little to no pauses, I much prefer it than not keeping busy.Time is so scarce, I try to make the most of it. More specifically by playing time, or rather, playing drums.

I am here to tell you my story about how I struggled dearly throughout high school and how I am back in school to try and start my life. Usually, all college students’ stories are the same give or take a couple of details. I guess you could say that I have had normal college experience except for a couple hiccups along the way. The usual “normal” timeline would grade school, high school, then college. I tried to do it that way but it did not work out so well for me personally. Even though school has not always been the most intriguing to me, I decided to go back so that I could get my degree and I could start my career, to be able to start my “adult” life finally. So here is my story of how I got to where I am and where I hopefully will be in five years.