Personal Narrative Analysis

Throughout the past year I went through a great deal of undertakings that caused me to become more experienced with my skills and how to overcome various challenges. These really built up my character and the way I am today. In all aspects, this past year consisted of going to Killington, Vermont, my brother going into the Air Force, meeting him in Texas for his graduation of basic training, completing a double backflip on a trampoline, landing a front flip on flat ground, accomplishment of a 2 ½ front flip on a diving board, getting 2nd at leagues, and competing in districts. All of these activities have advanced me in a skill or challenged me to an extent.

For many, their formative years have a large influence on who they become as adults. This can happen in many different ways including new experiences, discovering a new sport or hobby, and uncovering what they are passionate about. For me, this was falling in love with a new language from a very young age and becoming very interested in the culture that was associated with it.

Failure is truly negative if we choose to not learn from it. When we face setbacks and difficulties, we are given golden opportunities to grow as people. Learning from our shortcomings makes us wiser, stronger, and unveils a chance to turn an undesirable outcome into a building block of character. My hockey career has been a sinusoidal trail of highs and lows, but I always learned from the downturns.

The pixies leader looked at the quartz and garnets with interest. He flew closer and picked up a medium size quartz crystal and bit into to to check whether is was real or not. Once he was satisfied he agreed.

If you've ever moved you may have felt the way I have. Now this whole moving "thing" didn't seem to bad to me in the beginning, probably due to the fact that I was only 8 years old. Though I didn't exactly know that we were moving out of the county and away from my friends, that was the surprise to me. That reason specifically hit me the hardest. Either way it could have gone worse, but it went pretty well after awhile of settling in, fixing ,and changing my life style.

I moved away as fast as i could to get some distance but then realized that this cat wanted me dead and i couldn't run so i had to fight. I ran and pounced on the cat like it did to me and i hit it with all of my force right on its chest. The cat let out a loud cry i felt relieved that i wasn't dying. I hit the cat again since it was still on the ground. Quickly the cat got up and ran away. I stood back watching this cat bllt down the street in pain and fear. The wound that this cat gave me on my face wa now catching up to me and it started to hurt. I turned around feeling like i was on top of the world reevaluating the fight in my mind thinking about how i could have improved my fighting technique. I kept walking until i got to the fence of

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.

I wasn't expecting freshman year to go by as fast as it did, it all went by in a blur and if I could go back and redo it all over again, I would. Words can not describe how ashamed, and how deeply I regret jeopardizing my academic future. Before freshman year I had lived unexposed to the world in Amish county, Lancaster Pennsylvania, a small religious farmers town. When I graduated high school I had my life together; I was going to attend a great university, pursue a career in communications , and move to the city of my dreams.

Eighteen years ago I was delivered in a hospital in Tokyo, Japan and was taken to the United States embassy a month later to become a United States citizen. My parents had been living in Japan for two years, my father was on a work vista, and we stayed for another six. Whenever I talk about my early years I am aware it was a unique upbringing that would not have been possible a hundred years ago. Social and economic changes, and technological innovations in the 20th century impacted me even though I was born three years before the turn of the century.

When I first began thinking about college, freshman year of high school, I was excited but very nervous at the same time. I wanted to make sure I chose the right school for both myself and my career. I knew I wanted somewhere close to home, but not too close. UNC Wilmington was the perfect fit for me all around. Being only two hours from home and having the academics I needed, I knew that was the college for me. After being here for only two weeks, I can already say, I made a good decision.

Everyone will experience a death in their life at least once whether it’s a family member or friend, they will react to it differently and has to grieve in their own way. Death isn't something that someone looks forward too, so watching someone go from healthy, to where they can barely walk or talk on their own isn’t easy. But getting a lesson out of someones death takes away some of the pain, and helps you move on.

Welcome to my outlandish, yet in my opinion, amusing brain! The name presented to me upon birth is Taylor Lee Thompson. Currently, I am suffering through the struggles of junior year at Marion Senior High School. Difficult classes, early mornings, and extracurricular activities have made me an expert in the sport of juggling. The class that has appealed to me the most over the years is Criminal Justice. I found the behind the scenes instruction absolutely riveting! My instructor, Mrs. Hamm, kept me on my toes and I was always learning about crime, criminals, and cases. On the other hand, the class I utterly dread is history. Any and every type of history has always slowly bored me to sleep. I am convinced we are taught the same curriculum

It was a day that I had been waiting for all season, why? Because it meant that the pain was going to be over and it was my final race to prove how good I really was to everyone and hopefully fulfill the goal my coach, school and fans set for me. That morning of October 28th I woke up really sick to my stomach. Nerves were taking over my body and I couldn't sit still. The ride to the course I remember putting my headphones in and zoning everything out and never truly coming out of it till after the race was over. I remember my mom hugging me and telling me how proud of me she was and that no matter how bad my shins hurt to keep running. My coach grabbed me before I went to the starting line and surprisingly said how proud he was of me too, but that it wasn't over so that could change. It was so cold outside and I remember being able to see my breath and worrying that it was going to really effect my performance. I could also see the

When i was born, i had a breathing problem, and paralyzed from head to toe. The doctor had to straped tubes to me, so I can breath properly. They have to perform operations on me, but It was unsuccessful. The doctor said, that i will die in a couple of hours. My mom and dad were shocked that was still alive in the morning. I was recovered so fast it was a miracle. A year later, i was out the hospital. 10 year laters, my parent was watching nba on tv ,while i was sleeping in my bed. Then the power went off suddenly. BOOM!! Glass broke.! I woke up and got curious where the sound came from, so i got out of bed, grab my baseball bat and went to investigative.i tiptoe into the hall wall trying not to make a sound. Then i heard a gun shots and

Throughout one’s lifetime, it is almost guaranteed that he or she has heard the saying “If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.” This saying is pretty self-explanatory, and it is extremely helpful in multiple scenarios, especially in times of struggle. From a young age, I have always been a cheerleader. Recently, circumstances have changed causing me to question my abilities. I have numerous personal experiences throughout my life that illustrate this saying; however, this one is the most recent.