Personal Narrative: A Day In Southern California

I, Ziyar Lawson was born on Aug. 28 1998. I live in Fredericksburg , Virginia. With my mother Chrishaun. My father died before I was born, he died on Aug. 4 1998, and I was born 24 days after he had passed. A few years later I made it through elementary school and I was on my way to middle school. By the time I was in the sixth grade I stopped caring and started fighting. I got suspended from the 6th grade one time for fighting. When I got to the 7th grade , the teachers started to hate me and I didn’t care. At the age of 13 and 14 I was selling drugs in school. Towards the middle of the school year I was expelled from my middle school for selling drugs. After I was expelled I wasn’t allowed to attend the school again until my 8th grade year. My 8th grade year was a little bit better. I played football for them and I played basketball for them until I got kicked off the team for fighting. After I came back to school things got better for me . I started to get my act together but at the same time I was still doing me.

In 1978, when I was 14, my family moved from Phoenix, AZ to Cerritos, CA; a small city in the heart of the greater Los Angeles area. Phoenix was mainly White, Barry Goldwater conservatives trying their best to hold onto 1950’s Americana, but Los Angeles in the late 1970s was different; it was alive, vibrating to frequencies of the differing cultures that called the L.A. basin home. Looking back it still fills me with excitement, but truth be told I was scared to death. When I first arrived I had no friends, no experience to prepare me for the full on culture shock I found myself facing, nor any thought of how special that area would be to me. No other place than Southern California could have provided a better backdrop to develop the foundation

I don't remember how I met you in 1st grade, but I do remember when you used to be taller than me and had braces. I remember asking you what a period (menstrual) was, and the days when we talked about relationships—I mean we still do, haha. I remember going to the Sacramento field trip with you in 4th grade, when we carpooled to the airport at five in the morning and how you were there when I experienced my first time on a plane. I remember seeing Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows together and then getting In-N-Out afterwards. I remember when we both did Beginner and Advanced Strings in 5th grade. I remember having the same cabin as you at 6th grade camp. Going to the Big Bear trip with Ben, Bob and Josh last year and being there when I

My full name is Michelle Marie Robinson, I was born On August 4th,1998. My parents are Sarah Myers, and Michael Robinson. They weren't married when I was born and shortly after my father left my mom. My mom was too young and didn't take care of me like she should have. I was taken by social services twice when I was two and four. My brother, Jayden was born on April 19th, 2002. My mother could never keep a job, we moved from placed to place never staying in the same town long enough to make friends. Growing up was fast for me, I had to take care of my little brother a lot, clean, cook, and do chores. I didn't have a childhood whatsoever. By the time I was eight my mom decided that she couldn't take care of both my brother and I. She gave custody of me over to my

I was born July 10th, 2002, so for anyone that can’t count, I’m fourteen years old. Ever since i was a small child I have been an “independent, creative little girl,” as my parents say. I was daydreaming outside of the box ever since Kindergarten, and always had this fear banging in the back of my head and crushing in my chest of never achieving these little daydreams. Not much has changed. But, I can only be sure that things will change. I know this, because a lot already has. Growing up I can honestly say, I don’t remember much. I always tell everyone and myself that my life started summer of the fifth grade, because that’s as far as I even want to remember. I think my first year of middle school was when my life really “started.” These were my “darkest” times of my life so far. I got into the wrong

On a Sunday afternoon, I hang out with my friend to a local event hold by LA Times, which located at University of Southern California. When I got there, the first thing that got my attention was the books booth. I think the booth was too small because there was really crowded. However, I realized that a massive amount of people actually enjoy reading. I am not a good reader, but this kind of spirit influenced me that I ending up purchased a book. I think the best thing was that the books were so cheap, and be honest, I can spend a whole day finding books that I might interested in. After I left the books booth, I saw a conversation going on. I am not really into in, but I thought that this is a good opportunity

Please know that this not how your life will always be! As you get older, you will have to overcome some major obstacles. At first you may not succeed, but with lots of practice, you will do well. Please stay true to yourself and never let anyone tell you you’re not good enough! You are perfect just the way you are, regardless of how horrible you think you look. In time, you will realize how much you matter and will love every flaw you have. An advice I give you in ninth grade please do not take the weed cookie you’ll end up in the hospital for overdosing. You’ll lose friends and they’ll blame you that it was your fault for taking it, but do not worry because you know what the actual story and what really happen. At times you’ll want to give up and drop out of school but don’t you worry you will be the first in your family to graduate with honors. Sometimes you feel depressed and want to give up in life and you’re not sure why you have all this mood swings but just know it not your fault. It not your fault he hurt you. Forgiveness is the key. Dear ten year Alejandra take care of

The night I got locked in the LA Science Center was frightening. It all started on a busy and Important evening. I was walking around the Science Center with my class when I stopped to look at the ecosystem walking tunnel. I got focused on the sharks when I looked around my classmates and chaperone was gone! I looked around and ran to the endeavor. My heart started to pound when I realized no one else was there I said to myself “I'm all alone.”

My life didn’t start off on a very high note I was born in Bitterfeld, Germany. Than I was raised in an orphanage for the first one and a half years of my life. I don’t really remember much about the orphanage. I was than taken into foster care. Than on top of all the crazy events happening in my life I was starting school. School wasn’t any better, I was getting beaten for supposedly misbehaving. Other students were also taunting me by calling me names. School was like a prison dark, and scary. I hated school really I didn’t have any friends, even my teachers didn’t like me for some reason. My teacher Miss Doris only liked the kids who were a part of the Nazi Youth Movement. I remember back when the Nazi were starting to gain power seeing

I have been travelling with these two idiots. I am not sure what or where we are going, but they keep talking about going to different states and cities. What are they seeking? I am not even sure. Wait, what about myself? What do I want in my life and with who? Why am I travelling with this dumb, irresponsible, and uncaring man, Dean? And, with his hapless friend Sal, who is just fluttering through this road they travel on. What is my road? Who do I want to be? With? Should I still keep loving Dean? I have never really said much, but this road that I am currently traveling on helps me think about my life. Hopefully, I may find my answer to all these questions.

Like I mentioned in earlier chapters, I am in recovery. I have to figure out how to pick up the pieces and become the best me. I let the bullying dictate how my life was going to be. Physically there was a lot of damage. My hair started coming out in clumps, I gained a significant amount of weight. I lost my mojo and became a person I am not very happy with. I asked myself every day for months: “How do you turn this around?” To be completely honest I am still figuring it out. I lost a large part of my identity. My best friend was such an influential piece of me. We were known together as a pair. Then we have leadership, this would have been my third year in the program. I am a little lost without it. I am going to be a senior. This is my swan

My story starts out my verry few years before I started kindergarten. I was a little girl born on April 16, 1998 on a rainy day. My grandma always told me that the entire day it was storming, but the second I was born, it stopped. I was born into a loving family. My mom was a new teacher, my dad a hard working construction worker, so we didn’t have much money as I grew up, but I didn’t care. I had an older brother that always liked to scare me. There was one time that he put on his halloween mask and jumped out from behind the door; I didn’t go

Tenth grade I was feed up with the bs. My friends from 9th grade were starting drama with me. I should've know that it would of happened and I just wanted a fresh new start. In the summer my mom had plans of moving to croton because she was a little fed up with peekskill herself. I definitely provoked my mom to move. When I moved I went to a new school district Hendrick Hudson High School. My life definitely changed forever. I was surrounded by majority white people and I was a black kid that liked boys making me very nervous and anxious. When I got there I started to hang out with this girl. Her name was Ashley and she definitely helped me figure out what I really wanted. I began to wear female clothing and posting pictures online. One day my mom had caught me wearing a crop top and tight sweatpants which she found provocative. She then looked at me odd snapping a picture of me. I started to cry feeling worthless and unexpected by my mom and aslo the world which was not true. She then told me to

It all started when I woke up I looked out my window to a stranger staring at me I rubbed my eyes and poof he was gone so I thought I was seeing stuff and carried on with my day. I got ready for school and went downstairs kissed my momma good morning and hugged my dad then my amazing little brother was next I picked him up like it was my first time seeing him in forever. I loved him with all my heart! Then I left for school I’m a senior at Jackson high school so obviously, I drove I picked up my best friend like I do everyday first Viola Jackson the most popular girl at the school. Next Delilah Marie she always had the best fashion the last I picked up was the identical twins Alec and Jace Bridgewater Alec is the captain on the football team and Jace is the captain of the baseball team. I have the best friends in the world but as the day went on things had gotten way worse!

Now let 's skip forward a few years. Sixth grade year 2016-2017 was a really good year. It was the year were you got to go to different classes and not just stay in the same class all year. I had a really great homebase teacher. Her name was Mrs. Milam and she was super nice. Also in that year I got high honor roll every single time and I also got student of the month. When I got student of the month I actually didn’t think I was going to get it because I got it for May. But all of my friends were like you will get it and I did! I was really excited when I got student of the month. Then I started 7th grade it was really fun. I like all of my teachers and all of the classes I am in. Also this year I started volleyball which is really fun! I play on both “A” team and “B” team. I really like playing on both teams