Personal Narrative: Jasmine

When I was six I wanted to be Hannah Montanna. When I was 12 I still dreamed of becoming a pop-star, but figured I could have a second job too – just in case. I’m seventeen now and I’ve have read Maya Angalou and Ralph Waldo Emerson; I’ve studied American history, marvled at astounding scientific discoveries, and cheered for political revolutions. I've traveled to different states and analyzed geological features for the aesthetic beauty and for the geological history. I've done many things, the logical step here would be then for me to pick; speak or forever hold my peace, but in all honesty, I don't know what I want to be. My six-year old self would say it's because I've seen too much, I think it's because I haven't seen enough. I want to

My name is Jakeria Harris back at home, I was very antisocial. I grew up in a small town by the name of Ocilla, Ga. I was raised by my grandmother Doretha, most of my life because of my mother, Vanessa, had to work full time to provide for me. In school, I would always stay to myself because people would always push me around and say harsh things to me. I started feeling insecure about the way I looked, so I started hanging with the wrong crowd and started making terrible

I come from a place of proud people and independence; a place of worn church houses and of tear stained Bibles. I come from a place of shackles and chains made of coal that held my people in slavery and subjugation; a place of used needles and broken hearts. I come from Appalachia, and I will be heard. My roots run deep within me connecting me to the mountains where I was born. In my times of trials and tribulations. I look back to my roots and the people who worked so hard to get me to where I am. I find hope In those memories, they give me the strength to persevere and work towards my goals.

I am the oldest. There are four of us. Tamar, who does everything right. Avital who is always in trouble. Carmel who acts like she is two years old. And me. Everyone says we look so alike. They think we are four quiet, well behaved girls who get along great. That’s not always the case. And we are more different than you would think.

My name is Hailey Lynn Jones. My favorite sports are volleyball, softball and dance. I’ve been playing volleyball for one year now and i love it! Its probably my favorite sport. Ive been playing softball since fourth grade and its really fun to play. I usually play first or second base. Dance i've been doing dance since I was five years old and I used to do ballet and jazz, but now I do hip hop.

I have for months been in apprehension that David would volunteer. Yet, joining the Army will be a terrible trial to me. He joined the Washington County Company commanded by Capt.Willet. They are now at Camp Cummings, the Fair ground. David sold his Pistol, got $25 for it, paid some of his little debts and we are preparing shirts with crochet work. He is very serious and deliberate about it, and the poor boy, he will be more so as the hardships thicken upon him. He was anxious to be called in.

"Phil, can you please get off the couch and continue cleaning the kitchen?" Dan walked towards the television with a broom in his right hand and turned off the anime Phil was binge watching. "Jess is almost home and I don't want her walking into a pig sty!"

I cannot believe it took one person to destroy me, one person to discard all of my trust for anyone. One person to make me forget who my real friends were. One person to banish me to the deepest parts of my mind. One person to make me think that I’m not worthy of anything. One person to be so ignorant as to make me think it was all my fault. That one person, under that pretty little face is called Ashley Melgar. From here on out we’ll call her “Little A.” Little A was a curious tale of my not so great past. Boyfriend and all, I still continued to fall for her lies and manipulation. My mind was clouded and there was no way to clear my vision. In my head she was a damaged soul with a fucked up boyfriend; in reality she was a fucked up soul with

My full name is Lauren Elisabeth Stuteville and I attend Antioch High School in the 9th grade. I am 14 years old and my birthday is April 23, 2001, which means my zodiac sign, is a Taurus. I have one older sister that is three years older than me, whose name is Brooke, and is a senior in high school. She is 17 years of age, and will turn 18 on April 18th, and we hang out all the time, therefore, she is a big inspiration to me. My parents became divorced when I was in the seventh grade. Also, I have one dog, whose name is Sam, and is a black Labrador mixed with a Rottweiler. I have had her since she was a puppy at three months, and she is now five years old, and will be six on September 18th. One of my favorite things to do is cheerleading.

September 9, 2015, a baby is born. With black hair, brown eyes, and the face of an angle, she was wrapped in a two blankets and pajamas. The name on the certificate, Elizabeth, and she is born 5 inches tall, weighs 6 ounces, and has a perfectly round head, she looks like a turtle as she stretches her neck. We call her our little lizard, but to be honest she looks more like turtle than a lizard any day. The hospital I go to, to see little lizard, smells like soap and hand sanitizer, it brings back memories of a moment in time 2 years ago when I walked down the same hospital corridors to see my area 51 baby, Evelynne. As I walk down the same hallway to the same room where I first saw my Evelynne I am reminded of a responsibility, a responsibility

I interviewed Ms. Ashley Rogers. She told me that her mother is a person that has had the most impact in her life. Her mother was successful in her career and as a mother. She showed her how to be an upstanding citizen and a good person. She showed her how to be a leader to others when needed and support those who need it as well. She supported her through every career change or decision she made in school. The most important decisions she makes as the leader of her organization is that working with her department chair and other teachers it forces her to make decisions that show them how to do better at their job. She encourages creative thinking within her organization by making students think outside the normal. With her coworkers she

A woman named Felicity had been apart of my family for many years. My mother and her went to college together and became very close friends. Since my sibling and I knew her for so long and were so close to her we called her our “Aunt”. As a child, she would tell me to follow my dreams and that practice makes permanent. These words are now something that I remember as I go throughout my day.

Last year in 6th grade, I met a girl named Ayanna. When I first met her, she was really quiet, but then quickly became outspoken.

I hope you all are doing well, its been awhile since we last talked. I know you do not believe I am anything close to the right person for your daughter Hayley. I have made some terrible mistakes in my past, I was very immature and very degrading with my posts on Twitter. I look back on my former decisions and see how juvenile and heinous they were. Since being separated from your daughter I have realized all my actions come with consequences. I realized my actions are seen by more than I had perceived, including my former Vice Principal, Mr. Dempsey and you. I wanted to let you know I have changed, I know now that what I had been posting on social media was terrible and honestly I am embarrassed looking back on what I had posted. I do

Jasmine Johnson and I started our journey as friends back in 2014. Our families joined together in church fellowship which opened the door to a greater bond between us. From the first conversation we’ve shared until now, I’ve been blessed to capture her passion for cooking; the creativity, beauty and essence Jasmine harnesses.