Personal Narrative Essay : The Life Of My Life

Topic (Biographical Essay): We are interested in learning more about you and the context in which you have grown up, formed your aspirations, and accomplished your academic successes. Please describe the factors and challenges that have most shaped your personal life and aspirations. How have these factors helped you to grow?

I am an average kid who is living more than the average life i began around 15 and 3 months ago . I’m a quality guy i guess . I like hunting and fishing with my dad and friends i also like racing atv’s .there is much more about me to learn.

I was shocked. I had never experienced something this horrific. I began to think that our life as a family would be over, due to the stress, heartbreak, and sadness our family would go through in the years to come. I went online and searched spinal defect and regretfully clicked on the images, I began to ball in the waiting room. I ran straight passed my dad and went to the restroom. I stood there looking at myself in the mirror for a while. I than began to think about how my mom would feel in this situation if I was crying she must have wanted to die. I jolted out the restroom and asked my dad what room my mom was in. He told me and I began to run towards the room, many of the nurses told me to stop running, but I ignored all of them. While

In 1995, I was asked to relocate to a different city. I had lived in Cincinnati and the surrounding area all of my life. My entire biological family was there (well, except the ones in south central Kentucky, but that’s another story). All my friends were there. I was well-rooted into my church (my real family). Everything. All that I knew in life was in Cincinnati. All my ex’s lived in, not Texas, but Cincinnati. We accepted the call and in the last days there, I sat in shock of what I was about to do. Uncertainty was overwhelming One day as I sat quietly, I heard a still, small say, “Pam, I have taken care of you in Cincinnati, you know I will take care of you in this new city.” I was instantly in peace.

Anger comes from many places. Throughout my past, my main critical adversary was competitive sports, baseball to be specific. In my final baseball game I learned many things about myself. There were two strikes on me in the first inning and I swung and missed on the final pitch. From that one swing I dove into a two year slump from which anger controlled my life. Accordingly, I was at a crossroad, and had a decision to make!

“They judge me like a picture book, by the colors like they forgot to read”-Lana del rey. Proving that people tend to judge without allowing themselves to give me a chance. They always go with what their eyes tell, but they should know that I'm more than what I appear to be.

I never really thought about where my life was going. I always believed life took me where I wanted to go, I never thought that I was the one who took myself were I wanted to go. Once I entered high school I changed the way I thought. This is why I chose to go to college. I believe that college will give me the keys to unlock the doors of life. This way I can choose for myself where I go instead of someone choosing for me.

Growing up, my life was never really considered easy. I had a mom in and out of drugs and a dad who was never there. It was always my brother and me against the world. Then 6th grade came and that school year is when my whole life changed just from one snapchat. That 10-second photo of a brown-eyed boy with dark fringed hair and a smile that lit the room up had me falling head over heels. As we started talking and getting to know each other was when I later found out he was 583 miles away at that moment I thought all hope was lost. Turns out that wasn’t the only downside he also had a girlfriend. Later that week he snapchatted me again asking for my number and at the moment nothing else was going through my head other than I was in shocked that a guy like him wanted to talk to someone like me. We talked every day and I fell more for him every day. Time went by so fast before I knew it a month went by and the words I love you Kayla came across my phone screen. My heart started racing and I knew this was crazy there was no way you could love someone at 13 or someone who was hundreds of miles away but, those words put a kind of happiness in my heart that I never felt before. A couple days after that amazing moment he broke up with his girlfriend and you can guess what happened after that I was his new girlfriend. We would always talk about our future and the day we would finally meet. Instead of babe or baby, he would call me sweet and I’d call him love which to us wasn’t

Growing up, I've always said I would never be like the person that I turned out to be. I used to make straight A’s and would never cause any trouble, but as times grew older, it became a different story. I found myself hanging with the wrong group of people and I started doing those exact things I would dwell as a young kid going through middle school, seeing all the bad kids being trouble makers and doing very bad things. Even though I grew up with great parents who always just wanted me to be a better kid than they were, I still found that just one bad friend who lead to another, then to another, and ect.

Sitting down on the porch with my Honduran coffee in hand, waves of nostalgia washed over me. Staring into my coffee, flashbacks ran through my head. The old, yellow school bus rocked back and forth over the worn, dirt path on its way to the orphanage that would be my home for the next week. The scolding Central American sun beat down on the bus as I began to question why I chose to spend my service requirement here. I tried to imagine the following week which would be internet-less, family-less, and aircondition-less. After a two-hour bus ride, my team of 20 people and I arrived at Orphanage Emmanuel. Orientation and assignments filled the following hours until we all climbed onto our plastic mattresses and attempted to get some sleep.

I long to be free. To be free from the metal chains that hold me down. To be free from the whispering as I descend into my empty slumber. My heart couldn’t handle the pain of the immortal whispers and figures that popped up here and there trying to help or drag me with them.

I remembered going up to my nana's house every Saturday in the summer of 2014. My little

This explains the beginning of my life all the way to the end of my life. My life from the beginning was very fun as I grew up living with my mom’s friend and my friend. But there were a lot of fights and I was very hyper back then. I have ADHD so back then when I was little; I was very hyper and wouldn't stop moving around the place. I always was annoying back then and never seemed to get my homework done at school.

I was raised understanding life happens to everyone ,life isn't fair and c'est la vie ; so when "Life" happened to me, I never made it my business to tell my story; to seek help ,attention , or love because of my circumstances. I simply rolled with the punches and never let the outside world see me sweat. Instead I would come home and write; write my thoughts , fears, desires , goals , and regrets.

My life I could say is not as perfect as a fairytale but falls somewhere on the line of a everyday American teenager. It all began November 2, 2002 in Bluefield West Virginia. My mother started college in Music but then married my father and moved to a camp called Christian Acres. He worked as the camp caretaker and attended bible college. When I was around three we moved to a little cottage like house in Hanover Ohio where I grew up. I grew up with many birthday parties and lots of love. My sister was born in March of 2005. She is my best friend even though we fight over stupid things like the bathroom sink.