Personal Narrative : A Story Of A Personal Experience In My Life

Put the gun down! Put the gun down! Pow Pow Pow. The gun shots cracked into the air as loud as thunder. One after another. We live day by day not knowing our end. In the blink of an eye our lives can be changed forever. Its life, yet even in knowing this we never expect tragedy to find us. We never expect it to affect our lives and the people we know and love. I’m going to share with you the day tragedy found my life.

This is the opportunity for you to tell us more about yourself, your readiness for college, and your activities and accomplishments. Explain any personal experience, responsibilities, or challenges that have impacted you or your academic achievements.

Have you ever had an experience that affected your entire life ? Also think about how would your life be without that experience in your life ? Think about the questions I’ve just stated while I explain to you about an experience that has affected my life .There was certain situation I went through that made me a better person but it has pushed me to gain more confidence in myself and made me the man that I am today. Specifically, when I was in middle school I did not have as much confidence in myself .My middle school years we’re some of the toughest times that I have experience in my entire life.I would get judged because I was not like other children would always call me all types of names like stupid, dummy, you’re a failure,you should

“For a really long time, I thought being different was a negative thing. But as I grew older, I started to realize we were all born to stand out; nobody is born to blend in,” perfectly stated by Halima Aden. The events that have affected my life have shaped the person I am today. My parents were born and raised in Iran, and their journey to America has influenced their perspectives on creating a better life for my sister and I. My father came to America hoping to start a new life and family; however, being an immigrant was hard on him because he barely knew any English and did not have much money. After he became a U.S. citizen, he went back to Iran to find a wife and his new life in America. He met a woman, and after a couple of years of dating,

I really had trouble finding a topic that I thought would inspire readers or keep their attention. I reviewed the information from unit one several times before picking my topic. The topic that I chose was a scary situation for me that took place this year and felt that readers needed to know how these types of incidents can happen and how often they happen around the world. I felt like my story alone could not make the paper requirements and may need to revise several areas where I stated outside information even though I felt it to be very important information and relevant to my personal story. As I was writing my story I felt like I did a good job and had a successful paper, until I reviewed unit three’s lecture and lecture review, where

I was born on August 22, 1999 in Fort Bragg, North Carolina around midnight. So, the second I seen the outside world; still the hospital room I saw my Grandma, Pappy, Maw-Maw, and papa, and my mom was crying. However, the person missing from the room was my father. My coach was more of a father than anyone in my life.

You walk too soon see a staircase;it seems never ending willing to touch the stars. Climbing the staircase until you’re tired, you find you are among the clouds; too high up to see what the surface of the earth used to be. You feel limitless, the breeze flowing through your hair and no skyscrapers to block your view of the wonderful part the world you live – Toronto. Each cloud seemed to have represented every memory, emotion, adventure, and achievement you have ever experienced in your life and everyone that has helped you in your beginning of life. From family members to pet peeves, ethnicity to my earliest memory, you’ll now know everything that describes who I am. A story only I can tell, The Story of Me.

Simplistic and tranquil is how I would describe my lifestyle, without many obstacles and challenges, fortunately. Yet in the fall of 2014, I found myself in need of a simulation. More than anything, I wanted to prove to myself and everyone around me that I could face any obstacle and tackle it. When I found the Disney College Program, I knew that I had found my challenge. Not only would I be moving across the country, but I would be taking on a task that I had never really faced before. Offered to be an entertainment costumer, I knew this was a once in a lifetime chance to experience something not many people would ever have the chance to do. I knew I would have to leave my job of three years and start new, knowing no one in Florida. More than anything else, it was an experiment for myself that I could make it on my own.

Eye opening moments are far and few between. In that one moment, your entire perspective shatters and you realize that what you thought you knew, you didn 't know at all. After the suicide of my best friend, I realized how dangerous addiction could be, but I still couldn 't fully understand it. I went two years after his death constantly wondering what he really experienced. Talking to our mutual friends, his little sister, and his parents reminded me of how kind and happy Conner had been. Not until I started working in mental health awareness did I begin to learn what it is really like to be at war with something so out of your control from someone I never would have expected.

Some people like to take chances in order to learn something new. Other people like to stick with one specific activity they already exceed at doing. I agree with Emerson's statement that, "unless you try to do something beyond what you have already mastered, you will never grow." I agree with Emerson's statement because when faced with certain challenges, a person needs skills other than the ones he or she has already mastered and is comfortable with in order to overcome this challenge and grow as a person. I have had many experiences where I had to try something new if I wanted to grow. I was a competitive gymnast for almost ten years. In the U.S.A. Gymnastics system, a gymnast must obtain certain skills to move up to a higher level.

It was the “Summer of 2015” , actually the last day of summer for the Milton community and I was not excited, and when I say not excited I mean not excited. Mostly because It was my first year of sixth grade, I just wish I could go back to recess and getting snack time and all of that. Even though I don’t want to go I have my friends Vicky, Alexandra , Andrew and CJ to help me get through these years of middle school. Oh did I forget to introduce myself , I’m John Collins an average sixth grader just going to try to get through middle school. The next day was the first day of school and I was as nervous as ever but I got to see my friends so in the end it worked out. “Hey what’s up bro?” CJ said. “Hey how have you been?” I said to CJ with a worried but also happy face. “Good, how about you?” said CJ with an excited face. “I guess i’m ok i’m just worried I won’t make it through sixth grade!” I said. “ Me, Vicky, Andrew and Alexandra are here for you don’t you worry one bit!” CJ said with a smile. “Thanks I really appreciate it” I smiled back at him! We walked into school with everyone rushing to get to their first class, people were staring at me as I walked to my class but I didn’t care because I knew I didn’t do anything wrong so I kept on walking, but literally everyone was staring at me and of course Cj was on his phone. The first day was just a normal first day for everybody, I guess it was a normal day for me ,except for everyone staring at me for no reason but I didn’t care. At the end of the day I saw Vicky, Andrew and Alexandra walking home together but I didn’t want to bother so I walked alone, I saw no sight of Cj probably because he ditched classes to go home again like last year in fifth grade. I got home and went on my computer on to instagram

“Almost,” replied my mom. We were on a road in the countryside surrounded by yellow fields full of seemingly ripe crops and lush green pastures with grazing cows and horses. The drive had been 3 hours long, and I was pumped to get to our destination, which was a little cabin in a wildlife park. We would be staying for 3 days and nights, hopefully entertained by the options of biking, hiking, and canoeing in the wilderness. Sadly, there wouldn’t be any wifi, so no chances of youtube.

I felt like no one will help me; I felt pain, suffering, and stress inside me. I knew that everything that happened to me and it will stop sooner or later. I felt that now I could see the light reaching for my hands. I felt that someone has finally helped me to wash away the suffering I 've been through. Pray and continued praying until this war against me and the devil is over, forever more. I believe in every problem there 's always a way. This loud voice is screaming in my head.

These few days and the countless months leading up to them are the moments that made me realize if I wanted something, there was an abundance of other people who wanted it too. It also made me realize how important family is while they are present. When my club revealed that my volleyball team, Nebraska Juniors 151’s, would be going to Nationals that year I knew that this year was going to be one to remember.

My life story: 

My life story begins on April 25, 1975. 
I was the first born daughter to Larry and Debbie Goss in a small town called Fort Payne Alabama. 

Looking back over my life I 've known from a very small age that God has a great plan and a purpose for my life. I can also see how the enemy has tried to destroy that purpose from the beginning. 

On April 25, in a little county hospital my mother is taken to the hospital to deliver there first child. Little did she know the pain and agony the next few hours would bring. 

After twelve long grueling hours of labor it is apparent to the doctor that I will not be delivered naturally! Fearing the death of both my mother and I, my father made a decision that would save our lives to allow the doctor to perform an emergency C- section! 

This did save both our lives, but the long term affects would be great! As I was in my mothers birthing canal my head was being crushed and this caused great damage to my hearing, the pressure from the positioning of my head was moving and rearranging the bones in my ear canal leaving me with a hearing impairment that wasn 't detected until I was in my teens. 

When I was four years old my parents began attending a church called Tabernacle Christian Center and they got very involved in ministry! My mother loved to sing and she helped on the worship team, my father a with an obvious gift of God given wisdom served on the board as an elder! 

They were both very hungry for God! And desired