Personal Narrative Analysis

My parents are very different from each other. We all have different views on thing and school. I myself have only left the state once that was when I was like 2 months old my mom took me to Alabama to see my aunt and uncle and cousin. I love to fish and Longboard. I don't play too many video games. Also I absolutely can't wait unit I don't have to go to school any more. I will end up going to college one way or another because I would like a degree in engineering or something in that nature. I was almost put up for adoption when I went to Alabama. I have 4 brothers and 2 sisters. I only know one of my sisters. My mom lost custody of when I was little. I never met her. She is only like 2 years younger than me. I also play baseball. I have never went hunting or for that matter I have never shot a gun. I own 2 bows 1 for target practice and the other one is for hunting when i get older.

The first taste of freedom is when a person turns sixteen and for me that was my first taste of freedom. Turning sixteen is the first taste of freedom for many because people get a car and licenses. However, I got a car, but I did not get my licenses until June. The reason I did not receive my license to later because my parents did not believe I was ready for my licenses. The day I went to take my test it was the most exciting and stressful day of my life. When I went to the DMV it was packed as usual and I was scared that I would not be able to take the test. I sat there waiting for two hours thinking of all the terrible scenarios for me to fail the test. When my number appeared on the board, I felt all my blood rush to my heart and hands started to shake with the nervous feeling of taking the test. I stood with my dad walked towards the desk and sat down to feel out the information to receive my licenses. This was my first step to freedom.

The quote Alice Walker once stated, "For in the end, freedom is a personal and lonely battle and one faces down fears of today so that those of tomorrow might be engaged" is a valuable saying and I totally relate with it. What freedom means to one may not be the same for another and has a personal meaning. Fear is an obstacle to freedom and progress. As clouds need to be blown away to reveal the sunlight, the cloud of fear should be torn apart to feel the warmth of freedom. This quote reminds me of a time when my fear of falling apart of my family and underestimating my academic potentials were inhibiting me from enjoying the freedom of stepping into the path of higher education until I decided to join Morgan State University, because no one was going to free me unless I free myself.

It was a frigid March evening in the mountains of Colorado when I began to see life in a new way. While on a youth ski trip hiding from an armed man outside the cabin, I came to a point in my life that changed my way of living. This experience brought me to the realization that I will not always be guaranteed tomorrow so live each day I have to the fullest. I never thought a trip to the mountains of Colorado would help me see life from a new perspective; however, I thought wrong.

From the very beginning of the school year, all the teachers have been acknowledging all the things that will prepare us for high school, and I have been thinking nothing about it. I kept telling myself that high school is still so far away. All of a sudden, it has hit me that i’m graduating and moving on to high school. In my short time in District 57, I have learned a vast amount of things from complex equations in math, to managing homework.

Losing two of my best friends within six months of each other was one of the hardest things I have had to do. They were a major part of my life for almost 17 years, before they left. Through this experience, I learned to be an example of kindness, hard work, and diligence for those around me.

Making cautious decisions are very critical right now; I have no choice but to get to higher ground because there are six people left in the game including my teamate and I. We are pushing to a moutain when suddenly we hear gunshots coming from our southeast. I yell at my teammate tell him that there is two enemys to our north and one to our southeast. We come to an agreement that we are going to push the hill to our west to take the higher ground but the enemy is playing with perfect tactics to make sure that he pushes us with great force. I could tell that the person we were faceing was great at the game and played at a very high skill level. As I am running to the mountian to the west, my teammate decides he wants to face the person that

I’ve lived behind my brother’s shadow since I can remember. Even coming into high school the first question I was asked was “Are you related to Diego? (My brother)”. It’s like they recognize him and before they even notice me. For example my family will greet him with smiles and hugs and I with “what’s your name again?” This has actually affected because I grew up shy not wanting to say anything, well its not like they noticed me.

Food is marvelous. It can be served in so many different ways: Fried, boiled, sauteed, steamed, grilled or even served cold. Food can be used for comfort or even communion amongst family and friends. As a child I ate everything that was placed in front of me, newer flavors meant a happier me.

I have always loved school, from my first day of kindergarden to my first day of high school and almost everyday in between. I always excelled in school, even though I moved around a lot. I had already been to four different elementary schools by the time I was in the fourth grade, and one more for half a year in sixth grade. I had a rough childhood aside from all of the moving. Growing up my life was never really normal. I had two moms, which nowadays isn’t that big of a deal, but 15 years ago it was. My life was fairly good until I was about five or six when my moms got a divorce. At the time I didn't know it but it was at that point that my life started to change forever. After the divorce my parents went to court for custody and one of

As a child, I was exposed to a toxic environment. With a mother who was addicted to drugs at the time, things at home were hostile. The ability to grow and prosper like a normal child was nearly impossible due to the toxic aroma and the constant drama within the home. However, I have grown a lot from that. After being taken away from that type of environment, I was finally able to build a benevolent personality for myself nonetheless, my self-esteem had mounted to levels that not even I could fathom. Having being able to take both the good and the bad experiences within my childhood, I have been able to grow in order to become the driven leader I am now. With the help of councillors, youth care workers, family members, and many more people,

It was rough to start. I knew next to nothing about mixing foods to form full proteins, which left me feeling drained and generally lacking in stamina. This malaise included my chess game. After five straight years of playing quick blitz games with my friends, suddenly I found myself lagging on the clock a lot more often. I tried to adapt to my new lifestyle, and over the course of a few weeks, I did my research and started eating more balanced meals.

Have you ever felt stuck in a place that you wanted to leave so badly? But your habits and broken foundation you come from make you feel comfortable… while your mind and conscience is telling you that that place is not where you are destined to prosper and live to your full potential. Well I have been feeling that way since I was taken away from my parents by the Department of Children and Families (DCF). I remember that night in our 2 bedroom apartment like it was a scary movie I’d never forget. That was the last night my sisters and I lived with my parents for almost three years. The rest of this essay will depict how I’ve endured many trials throughout my life and how now I am on a journey toward triumph.

When I was younger my sister and I would like every child would get into trouble. When I was in the 8th grade roughly it turned into me getting a bit more in trouble then my sister. It continued a bit throughout out High School when my sister was away at College, and I was the only child at home thus my father and I would get into arguments a lot easier. He would not see my point of view in most cases. This as well occurred with my sister, yet usually if I did something wrong, that would get me into trouble, she would side with our father by mainly telling me I don’t need to be the last to say something.

At a very young age I was often told I can’t. That statement should go against every aspect in an educational field, right? Well for me it was not; in third grade I was on a kindergarten reading level, I was a terrible speller, and math was just a joke. Many educators believed I wouldn’t even make it to high school. Until my grandmother decided to intervene was when my education sky rocketed. My grandmother once told me, “Only true intelligence people drink their coffee black.” This is where my addiction for coffee began. My grammar and spelling became more pronounced and mature, my favorite author is F. Scott Fitzgerald, and as for math, well, it’s more of joke only I will get.