Personal Narrative Essay : Facing Fears

cancer is the enemy. cncer kills over 20 thousand people a day occording to global report. this terrole disease is so common 12.7 million people a year find out they have cancer and of that number rouggly 7.6 million die. cancer being the leading cause of death world wide has led to several fundraisers to support our courageous fighters. a fundrauser i have been lucky enough to participate in is a 5k run/3k walk. i was 13 when i partocipated in my first 5k run/3k walk in stuttgart germany for a light the night for all kinds of cancers. pervous to the fundraiser i was sadly told my cousin who was just a baby at the tome had been diagnosed with luekimia. immediately i wanted to help, i began by spreading the word around my school and having my friends buy tshirts titled

Managing to climb quicker than both of my rivals, I weathered the fast-paced trek up the rock climbing wall on the school playground. Competing against me were two boys, both of whom mocked me for daring to challenge their athletic capabilities: they believed the girls were unable to beat them in anything. Little did they know, my parents raised me to believe that I was capable of doing anything I put my mind to. My hands shook vigorously as I took hold of the pegs and my feet ached inside of my pink light-up sneakers, but I was determined to make it to the top.

As I started climbing up the ladder, I kept looking down and seeing my classmates at the bottom. As I reached the start of the log, I could feel my knees shaking and my brain telling me ‘Don’t do it!’ I started walking across the log and I kept thinking that my feet would slip and I would fall to the ground. My heart felt like it was beating a million times a second. I walked nervously, my legs barely holding me up. They were shaking like a vibrating phone. I wanted to just jump off and get to the ground and leave this place. Eventually, I fought through all of the fear and regret that I had and got to the end of the log where the instructor brought me down and said “ let's go to the next

We all were making our way cautiously through the course when all of the sudden I heard a scream from above me. When I looked up I saw that Jaidan had slipped off of one of the ropes and she was hanging onto the course with only her harness. I rushed up to help her, and saw that Lauren had slipped below me while she was also trying to reach Jaidan. I was so determined to make it to them that I almost slipped off of one of the obstacles too! By the time Kendall, Lauren, Jaidan, and I met up again, we were all so rattled with fear that we decided it would be better to climb off of the course. Lauren and I leaped across the course like kangaroos trying to get off of it. By the time we reached the wooden bridge that would lead us back to flat ground, our breaths were ragged and we were more scared than a cat in a lion’s cage. We ripped our harnesses off and threw them back onto the hooks. The other girls took a little longer to catch up with us, but once they also came off the course and met us, we were all relieved beyond belief. Although we were still left shaking, we all felt courageous. Even though we hadn't completed the course, or done it as gracefully as we might’ve hoped, we still pushed ourselves onto the ropes course that we had all been so afraid of. Now that it was over, the course looked less

After we finished climbing, my cousin Morgan, who is pretty short, but very athletic, want to repel from the top. She asked if I would like to do it too. I said “Heck yeah!” So when we got up to the top, I watched how she hooked up and used her brake hand to control the speed of descent. I got hooked up after her and my aunt, who is Search and Rescue, gave me the lowdown. When I backed off the edge, I looked down. My dad was smiling and taking pictures, while my mom was freaking out. I wasn’t too worried because I kind of knew what I was doing.

I took a seat at a wooden table to wait my turn because there was no way I was going to climb up the high ropes first. I watched the first girl climb up and supinely traverse across the course. If she could do it, I could do it,

I learned when things get hard to just keep going. My friends and I did a fun activity while in Colorado. We hiked to Hallett’s Peak, which is 12, 712 feet high in elevation. The entire hike climbed up around 2,000 feet, it was twelve miles, and took us about nine hours. It was very difficult and strenuous. The elevation change really affected our breathing, so we did have to stop every once in a while to catch our breathes. We actually had to hike through snow in July for about a quarter mile! The last mile was straight up and we had to climb rocks to get all the way to the top. When we got up, it was worth it. The view was amazing and it took our breaths away. I’m so glad that I chose to do that hike because it was one of the best experiences of my life and I will never forget it.

I have always wanted to go on a zipline. I break out into a sweat as I headed up the steep mountainous terrain. One foot at a time I reached for the unstable scattered pegs on the tree cautiously. As the fear of falling came to mind I stopped and thought to myself...I can do this.

My heart still racing, with my anticipation and fear alike reaching their peak, we rushed down the slope at a very high speed, with the wind blowing against my face rapidly removing the sweat that had accumulated. There were many twists and turns, but then, I saw the loop approaching. This was the part of the ride I feared most. We quickly went upside down, then right side up again and it was over in an instant. It seemed like seconds and we arrived back at the station and

In my life I had a lot of negative people that I was scared of. My brother was one of those who scared me the most. Although he never meant to, he still did. My entire life I was scared to go home. I didn’t feel safe. I was always full of negative. I hated it. I was always scared. I was always having attacks. At first the attacks didn’t happen that much. But they soon became my entire life.

The wind pushing against my body, as I dare to close my eyes for a second or two hoping I don't hit anything just to once again get the feeling of flying with nothing holding me back. I open my eyes quick making sure I'm not about to fall. My arms are tired, my body is shaking but my legs keep pushing and my mind accepting the challenge my parched body can no longer handle. I push harder with the finish line just two miles away. I pick up my arms from the resting bar and grasp the handle bars.

My mother and I shared a double tube and we set of down the canal. As we floated down, there were trees and plants on either side of us whose branches formed a cover around us. As we approached the end of the shade, I saw the huge cliffs on either side of us approaching and remembered the cliff jump. My heart picked up its pace automatically and I turned around to ask my mother if this was the part with the cliff jump. The answer was of course a yes. As we approached the terrifying cliff, I decided that I would do it. It was a rare opportunity if y six year old sister jumped from a forty foot cliff and I didn’t. As I waited in line, I thought of the worst possibilities that could happen in result of my jumping. I was fourth in line. What if I belly flop? Third in line. What if I hit the wall? Second in line. I am definitely going to break at least one bone on the ocean floor. My turn. The lifeguard counted me down and I jumped. I flew off the cliff and screamed. I absolutely loved it and went two more times and an additional three times on the next cliff down the canal. I was so proud of me and my family! Everyone in our group tried the jump, except for my grandmother who claimed she was too

Last year, I got the opportunity to go to Snow King Ropes Course in Jackson Hole, Wyoming. I had always been a fearless person and rarely backed away from a challenge. As I rode up the chairlift, the sun was beating down, and the air was cool. As I reached the top, I saw a 20-foot tall web of ladders, bridges, tightropes, and other obstacles. I so excited to begin, I did not stop to notice the obstacles farther up on the tree, which led into a heavily wooded area. As I prepared to hook into the safety harness system that would, other people in my group began climbing. I watched as they hooked in, and climbed up to a 30-foot platform that towered above the rest. I was shocked to see that there was another course, leading up the mountain. As I looked around, I noticed the sign displayed at the base of the course I had originally seen; ‘Children’s Ropes Course.’ At that point, I thought the adult course would be similar, just higher, so I bravely pressed onward. I was not

Kayla informed the QP if her brother was bothering her she would get in his face and scream leave me alone then push him as she was backing up.

The rides entrance itself made my legs weak with sheer fear. The pathway was like a maze and then the stairs appeared to warn me, by saying turn back now. As I climbed each step I tried numerous times to escape. The escape attempts were foiled by my so called friends blocking the only exit. I said,” Come on guys I can die another day.” Audrey quipped,” Oh come on Taylor, man up and go on the ride.” Now I can’t really describe the feeling of having a woman tell me to man up. I said,” Ok I got this.” I shrugged off all my anxiety and nerves and just went with it.