Personal Narrative: My 8th Grade School Graduation

Junior year. My junior year I realized things about myself that I hadn’t previously known. Things I’ve never done before and things people thought I couldn’t do. Situations I thought I wouldn’t be in and there I was. Junior year, I did it.

I have always played the same three sports in elementary school, baseball, soccer and basketball but the summer before 7th grade I wanted the try something new and play football but because I didn't know much about it I was having a hard time deciding if I was going to play or not. But When football season came around i signed up.

With my experience of middle school so far, I think I've accomplished most of my goals in an orderly manner. For these accomplishments may not have turned out as I expected. One accomplishment was in sixth grade. Three friends and I entered into the curie math bowl. I've studied for this test, and it turns out that our team won second place for the group section of the bowl. I find it a great accomplishment because it was the first time I've ever gotten an award.

The end of 8th grade. Alex and I had spent so much time together. We fought a lot though, we hated each other for some time but in an instant we told each other we loved one another and went on to spend lots of time together. This happened many times during 7th and 8th grade. We built a couple groups of people that we would hang out with. Alex and I had made at least 20 close friends that we could hang out with any lunch or brunch. We had grown to be so close, and at the end of eighth grade he told me that he was moving. I felt horrible. I had made lots of friends, but the one person that I spent every day with was him. Alex and I spent a lot of time together before he left. But then he had to leave. I was kind of lost, I had friends but no

Have you ever wanted to do something very bad? So you done it anyway? It was between my 8th grade and my freshman year. I made a horrible mistake, but I learned something really valuable. I wish I never did what I did, but if I didn’t do it. I wouldn’t of learned the lesson I did. I lied to my parents.

I didn’t really get into writing until my senior year. I had always been in Honors English (you know, the class for all the smart kids who were at a high school reading level in second grade). I had this teach for Honors 11, Ms. Mason, the coolest woman I’ve ever met in my life. My junior year wasn’t super good for me, but she encouraged me to keep trying and take her AP Lang class next year. We focused a lot on non-fiction research writing and I loved it. My senior year I also took creative writing with Mr. Day. Worst decision ever. Not only was the class chock full of freshman and seniors who don’t care, but Mr. Day was the type of person who graded you on how much you wrote like him. If he didn’t like your writing style (and he hated mine)

“I am so sorry, what do you want me to do about it? Go back in time and magically fix everything?” I almost screamed at my best friend in the whole wide world over the phone. I had meet her is the 8th grade since then we had always been friends. We never ever if possible left each other’s side even it we were in the middle of a fight like we were then. In the same places we just kept on our poker faces. We loved each other to death and back then.

As I sat down to write this essay, I reflected on all of my achievements during my high school years at Holy Trinity Academy, and what most accurately demonstrates my leadership skills. The most prominent leadership goal that I achieved was through my involvement in Student Council.

In 8th grade I was finally able to accept myself for I am and to tell my parents and some other family members that I am bisexual. People say that there’s no such thing as being attracted to both genders and that was the thing that ultimately scared me because I thought something was seriously wrong with me. I never could accept the fact that I like the same gender and it made me hate myself. I tried to go to church and force myself to change but nothing seemed to work, nothing ever changed.

I participated in Football my freshman year of high school , I also ran track my Sophomore year of high school. I have been in AVID two years out of the four I’ve been in high school. I also have interest in weightlifting and finances. I worked at KFC and Bojangles as head cooks. I would say overall all the clubs and organizations I’ve participated in taught me the importance of organization and teamwork also the importance of high communication

Junior year has been my most challenging year because it was a time where I balanced academics, work, and extracurricular activities. My typical days consisted of high school classes, cheer practice, diving practice, and college courses in the evening or working. My goals were to be in the top ten of my graduating class, earn a letter achievement in diving and cheer, and to save enough money to purchase a car for college. It was a time of adjustment to handle all these activities and complete the tasks excellently. I pushed myself by keeping my goals in mind every day. In the end I know that hard work will pay off. I changed how I used my time and used it more efficiently. I completed homework at school so that I could put my undivided attention

At the end of middle school, I had this idea that there were lockers in the hallway and you would get 15 min in passing to go to your classes. My sisters told me this was wasn’t true , but I believed it because I had seen it on TV. My sister used to talk about the bridge at school; in my head I imagined it to be small wooden bridges dividing the school into 3rd for each program (M, H, and LASI). My sister also told me about a pool on the 5th floor.

There I was, in the corner of my bedroom,asking myself was I not attractive enough, intelligent enough, plain out good enough? My eyes were red as blood, my tears were falling down each side of my cheek. My heart fell into a million pieces. How could someone hurt you so poorly? But he did, he left me feeling insecure, and worthless. I’ve been trying to put myself back together ever since.

Junior year, we finally had a place to live in. My older brother moved out, his friend and his family moved out, and my younger brother had decided to go live my dad. Life seemed that it was going to finally settle down and be easy for me. That was when I opened that letter saying my rank and decided that I finally had the ability to put in the work that school needed. Throughout junior year I pushed myself as hard as I could. I learned how to study, I took as many AP classes as I could, I put my entire focus into school. In a year and a half (including first semester senior year) I went up 8 places in rank while the overall population of school grew. My GPA went up .7 of a point. My grades were better than ever. While all of my friends were

"In school you're taught a lesson and then given a test. In life, you're given a test that teaches you a lesson." A quote I came across the summer before my senior year of high school from Tom Bodett, an American author. This quote hit me hard because it's 100% true. Knowing you come across trials and tribulations. It can be physically, mentally, spiritually, and emotionally draining. No matter how you are effected by it God wouldn't put you in a situation he knows you can't get out of which is the test. The lesson is learning from that situation and adapting so you can proven it from happening again. Since then I been looking at life like a timeless final exam. Every problem in my life I take time and work it out and break it down to make