Personal Narrative: Growing Up To High School

My palms were sweating, my heart was racing, I had no idea what to expect or who I was going to meet. I was never the type of girl to embrace new situations, I hated change and I wasn’t very good with meeting new people. I figured once I got to high school it would be my chance to start all over, turn the page in my book of life, and flip over a new leaf. I wanted to finally be the girl that fit in with everyone. I had imagined myself going to parties with big groups of my new friends, having sleepovers and doing all of the things cool high school kids normally do. I was certain that my high school career would be just like one of those really corny teen movies and I would live happily ever after with the homecoming crown and the boy of my

The one time were I had found myself in an impossible position was when I was in the fourth grade. From the very start of that year I had started to fall off but it was not in all of my class I had excelled in two out of my three classes. I was doing good in my history class and my English class but the class that I really struggled with was math. For a long time I had struggled with math and even today I still have trouble math but back then I it was just to difficult I mean I had to go to two different tutors for math and still after all of that I still failed. The teacher was not a bad teacher and taught our class well, I did keep an alright grade but it begin slowly start to fall around the spring. I mean parents were so mad at me.

Starting high school was a challenge. There are new surroundings and new people to please and impress. Classes were difficult, not because the work was hard but because there was nothing that was the same. New school, new teachers, and new faces to try to please were to much to handle when everything was falling apart at home As time went on, the smile face mask I had to wear everyday got thicker and thicker and it was getting more difficult to put on every morning. The only thing I would do when I got home was do my homework, read a book, maybe watch a little TV, nibble on dinner then go to bed. That was my life and that was my routine for 2 years. When I did go out with friends I would be home way to early and nothing really happened to make

Through my time growing up in Corona Queens as a kid I had come to realize something, I was beginning to get shorter as time progressed, the odd part was that I was the tallest in my class, standing at 5,10 in the 7th grade I was considered tall for a kid my age, in addition to only being 12 but regardless as I kept on coming home, I only felt as if I'm getting shorter. one day returning from the library and my reading session about the book Nature I was still in shock about what Henry David Thoreau has said about "sucking the marrow of life", and as I was attempting to think of how I can accomplish what he said, I fell and nearly broke my skull. it was then that I realized that what seemed like a footstep to walk into my home was a 10ft fall.

Transitioning from junior high to high school for a 14 year old is just short of “peeing your pants” worthy. It’s exciting yet terrifying all at the same time. You realize you will be attending school with so many new people and you have to entirely memorize a new maze of hallways and meet with new teachers, it can be overwhelming. Especially for me, I came from a class of 31 students at a private school, most of which I’ve gone to school with since Kindergarten. In my class of 31 students, there were 3 African Americans and 2 Mexicans, everyone else was Caucasian. Now I wouldn’t consider myself racist at all, more like “innocently unaware” of the vast majority of different ethnicities and races. My ignorance was not out of spite, but from my lack of experience, and to have such a lack of cultural diversity up until you are a

When I was little, I was always a very curious girl. I was always that girl that was playing doctor and pretending to healing people. By me doing that, it started my interest in becoming a doctor. When I was in middle school I joined a medical program called JUMP. Even though I was only a teacher’s assistance, I learned a lot by grading the student’s work and overview what they were doing. At first I wanted to become a general doctor because my main goal, at the time, was to help people get better and prevent sickness. In the transition to high school, I lost a close friend due to suicide. It made me feel very depressed and I did not like that feeling. Experiencing that made me want to help out other people that are going through the same

Because I grew up in a community where the primary focus was getting good grades and participating in countless extracurricular activities, I guess you could call me average. Right from the start, my parents – both accountants – decided that getting ahead of the school curriculum was the way to go. So, like many others in the area, I was drawn into the illusion that I had to be on top of everyone else – no exceptions. As I entered high school, I didn’t participate in fifteen different clubs and three different sports like all my other classmates. Instead, I committed myself to mastering the art of swimming, and with that I learned innumerable valuable life lessons. And my parents supported my endeavor to succeed in swimming. However, my parents

I was one of the best even though I was a little younger than the top boxers in the gym. I would always play football every sunday with my friends. I worked out everyday except for saturday and sunday. I was really fit compared to everyone of my friends. But all that didn’t last long, It all started with a football game that I ended up injuring my shoulder bad enough to not being able to move my arm for a whole week. Three weeks later I had a boxing match with a friend and I ended up dislocating my shoulder when I landed a heavy punch, I would of knocked him out but my shoulder had not healed yet.

My time in High School was made difficult from the constant strife and conflict between my parents. This made my home an unstable environment not fitted for learning or growing as an individual. As I got older and closer to graduating High-School, I began to find my own voice with the help of my mentor Rahn Fleming, which occurred at the end of my junior year. As a result, I came in control of my life and the constant feuding started to die down. No longer did I have to worry about the next scheduled court date, or the next time I would come home wondering what may await. I felt like I was always walking on broken glass for the longest of time throughout my life, until I began to voice myself and what I wanted. My parents came to realize this

Angel Green is a seventeen-year-old girl. Seventeen year olds are usually preoccupied with exams, boyfriends, and how to live through high school. Not Angel. When everyone thinks, Sandy Anderson has taken her own life, it is up to Angel to solve her friend's murder. Her only clues? The dreams she experiences about Sandy's death.

I lived in multiple neighborhoods growing up. I never lived in one place for a long period of time. So I had to get used to a new environment, a new school, etc., every couple years. I went to three different elementary schools and two different high schools. The only time my family and I stayed in a house for a long time, was during my middle school years. I stayed for half of my 5th grade year until the end of 8th grade. That was the only time I didn’t have to meet new people and get used to the environment I was in.

I can’t certainly say that there was only one experience that leads to my growth and development. But I could say that it started when I was transitioning from elementary school to high school. During this time my father had a debilitating illness, making him unable to work. In 2010, my father contracted the illness pneumonia. At the time I was just 10 yrs. The infection was so severe that my father had to go to the hospital for some time. It was a contagious infection through the air, so when my mother and other siblings visited him they were required to wear filer mask. Because of my age at the time, the doctors advised that I shouldn’t enter the room because there was a high risk that I could get infected. Luckily, my father recovered.

I am Aislinn, a practically ordinary high school student trying my best to make it to my future goals. My life has been a series of obstacles that I have overcome to get to where I am today. I am a strong independent human being with the passion and skills to succeed.

Throughout my life, I’ve dealt with many challenges, which have resulted in different outcomes, but have also sent me in the right direction. Not everyone deals with the same challenges thus being because every single person doesn’t think the same. For everyone not just children, but also adults have obstacles in their lives; it could be financially or simply just something that could be easily fixed. None of us can say that we've never said “ Everything is going wrong,” at some time or another it's been said; maybe not in those exact words but it may have been related to it. As humans, we all have our times of despair; when we don’t like the way something turned out to be, however there are people in the world that have to face far worse challenges than we’ll ever face.

Most teenagers are afraid of the transition to high school including me, but that transition changed my life forever. The tale end of my eighth grade year I lost my grandfather on my mother's side, we were very close. I used to go my grandparents house, spending weekends and vacations days growing closer and closer having more in depth conversations. 10 days before the last day of school I received a phone call from my mother saying that he had passed from a heart attack at 67 years old. I was devastated not understanding why he was taken away from me what I had done wrong. This took me forever to get over and just as I had the night of homecoming I lost my great grandmother on my father’s side, even though we weren’t very close it was still