Personal Narrative: My Glucose

of the bathroom I was still crying, one teacher saw me and just laughed. I don't know what my mom did

Elyar, my best friend had just told me ,Ricky, was now gonna tell the principal what I done. It didn't occur to me this was going to happen when I punched his brother ,Duke . Oh, God my dad is gonna kill me. His brother told me my sister, Sanai looked like a flat tire. I was so protective over my sister I couldn't take it. But, maybe I would be off the hook with my dad because I was defending her. Sanai most of the time thought I was her police because I would stick up for her. But, because dad was working 12 and a half hours each day it was my job to protect her. Next year when im in middle school she wont have

I replied god no that's too big of a responsibility for me so he said yeah, but you have many things that you don't like like the news that you are in debt about to go to prison and you hate your job, but we have an offer if you decide to go with us than we will erase everything that has been bothering you then I replied what about my family, he replied back but have you seen the problems of others that are losing people for no reason why not leave you family for a while and defeat the unknown villain that is making other people life

We simply took notes as the teacher talked monotone the entire time. No one was paying attention to him which meant I couldn't. I finally gave up and put my head down on the desk blaring my music through my headphones. Everybody just ignored me in that class—I was public enemy number one now that Everleigh didn't like me—so it wasn't like anyone but Zarra noticed.

“Now I will ask you again. Do you understand me? Don’t make me ask you again.” I felt my eyes squint as I gave him an evil look. The man I was currently talking to was at least a foot shorter than I was and I had to look downward just to be able to get my point across.

Then one day I was sitting on the bench in the shade reading my book. His name was Jonathan, he grabbed my book and ran. So I sat there and yelled at him to bring me back my book, never managed to achieve. Next thing I know I’m chasing him around the playground yelling at him to give me my book. I gave up and stopped running and then went somewhere he wouldn’t be able to see me. Whenever I saw him stop and sit down I ran out and grabbed my book and then he grabbed my arm. I told him to let go and next thing he did was give me an Indian burn. Then I cried and told my teacher. My lesson learned from this was reading shouldn’t be done at recess.

“Today in gym Kevin Hennessy called me a girl. I reminded him that we’re trying to stop name-calling in our school, and he said, ‘I’m not calling you a name, faggot, I’m callin you a girl, which you are’. I didn’t even bother to point out that ‘faggot’ is a name. What is the point?” (Howe, 7) Those words are said by Joseph Bunch, the main character of the book Totally Joe, by the American James Howe that is involved in Paintbrush Falls, New York and tells the story of a middle school kid that is given an English assignment: his alphabiography (that means that he has to write a chronicle of his life on chapters from A to Z).

Very true. What was my little jolt? Yes, I know I’m 56 and it has me take a while to figure things out also appreciate them. The depression likes to take over, however I’ve made a decision to change for good. I’ve lost from my family so much that enough is enough. Not be able to assist to my granddaughter’s baptism, it has been the little jolt I need. I’m not at the family picture from that special day. I broke into tears.

As I walked along the hallway punching the lockers and walls along the way. I was acting as bad as a gangster. I got an after school detention for not doing my work in science. I don't know who could have done worse. The principal saw me and took me to his office. By the time l was out, I had gotten a suspension. Fire spread in my brain. I went home and slammed on my bed. When mom got home I told her. She was so upset that she grounded me for 5 months. I was as mad as a lion when other lions enter their territory.

“What are you gonna do about it johnnyboy? What are you gonna do?” sneered Jack Bones, the unlawful “leader” of our school. I would say more about him, but he is currently slamming my head into a locker, so I can’t talk much. “Jacques Archer Bones! Hall that big butt of yours into the detention room or you’re going to the principal’s office! I better not catch you trying to bully John again!” cried a voice. I briefly turn around to see Mr. Gryphus before getting my face slammed into the locker again. Jack pounds my back one last time before grunting and finally moving away from me. “Don’t think this is over, bean boy.” he calls down the hall. Mr. Gryphus takes one look at me and immediately realizes exactly what just happened. “Are

The scorching hot sun blinded my eyes as looked up. I suddenly started to think about that Glucose ad that was on T.V. The ad was always amusing, the sun sucking out the energy of the little boy with a straw as he played cricket outside with his friends, his mother gives him a Glucose drink then he gets all charged up. I wish mother had made me a Glucose drink too, the sun was tiring. It was sports day today, I had always come and watched my brother on sports day. He always won something, sometimes first, sometimes second, sometimes third. This was my first time competing.

“I didn’t hear you. I would’ve given you the ball if I did,” I sobbed. This physical altercation at Nancy Ryles Elementary School best described the first moments I experienced with Jonathan. At five years old, my adolescent mind thought his reign of terror was going to last for an eternity, but one day, a call changed it all.

Honestly I froze, but when I finally came to I asked myself what would I want someone to do for me if I was in that position. My answer then was simple I would want them to help me, but at the time I felt helpless and I did not want to be the target until I finally took a stand. I decided to go get a teacher. At first I was actually embarrassed because I didn’t want to be known as the tattletale. Now I really don’t care because it was the right thing to do

Back in July I found out that I have diabetes, and ever since that day I’ve been trying to figure out what I can do to change my life. I’m not going to act like I haven’t looked for quick fixes, because I most definitely did. I am not going to say that I have been making all the right choices since I found out, because I most certainly have not, but I am definitely searching for the way. My current goals are to make sure I get my A1C down to below 7%, lose 20 pounds, and change my eating habits. The first thing that I need to do is slowly wean myself off to many high sugar, and high carb food items. I do not need to eliminate them completely from my diet, but they should be consumed at a minimum. After I wean myself I can focus on adding higher

I was told to go to the office so I left the classroom to go to the office, there was no way I was going to the office. He was out of his mind letting an eighth grader roam the halls. I knew this was my chance to become popular so I pulled the fire alarm and ran for the exit. I don’t think any one saw me