Personal Narrative: My Life Changing Experience

Until I walked onto the stage to take a bow, I didn’t realize that I just danced, acted and sang a solo. It took me a long time to get to that fifth grade Christmas play where I wasn’t shy anymore. Due to the fact that I wasn’t Darth Vader anymore, so I didn’t need a mask strapped onto my face to breathe at night. Asthma, respirators and surgeries were what my childhood consisted of and I would have time to, at most, socialize with my family. Years after my final surgery, my currently bubbly-self erupted from within and many of my friends never knew how I was before.

The obstacle that I had, stopped me from being happy, or living the life that I wanted to live. Being alone, antisocial, and other obstacles that I had, blocked me from being happy and instead lead me into a life where I did not know what to do. Sometimes an obstacle is nothing physical like a barrier or some force, for me it was mental warfare that I had with myself for years that I still deal with to this day. Conflicting with yourself is just as bad as someone else or an object because you have to deal with the fact that you did this all to yourself, you can’t give anyone else the blame. That however, could lead to even more mental warfare in your own head, especially if you are very defiant to take blame like I am.

You decided take a hike through the woods you know the area so you not going to get to lost. You head out the door and head for the woods you find a hike trail and follow it. You hear the crunching of leaves under your feet sounds of nature all around you as you continue to go along the trail. You find a trail going up and up as you go up it finally comes to an abrupt end there's a bench you sit on it and look out and see a huge forest. A lush green forest sprawled out in front of you the sun's rays illuminating certain parts of the forest you see trees swaying back and forth from the breeze. It's quite beautiful you stay there until the sun start setting and you realize you have to head back nothing else you can do so you had back. You see

As we were one hour into our journey, I began seeing the huge Appalachian mountains. The mountains looked surreal. The closer that we got to Lake Placid the larger the mountains were. We passed a waterfall that was crashing down against the clear blue lake. The lake was a puddle that casted a reflection of the bright sun. It took a long drive to get there, but once we got there it was sunny and bright. We brought up our loads of clothing and then went down to the beach on Mirror lake. There was boundaries on the beach of where you could go. The boundaries were marked with a rope and buoys. We had not known about those boundaries, so we crossed them. Each time we crossed them we would get yelled and whistled at. We saw a rock that was underwater. We really wanted to go explore it, so we ended up being complete rebels. We would hold our breath underwater and go explore the rock, and once we ran out of breathe would swim as quickly as we could up to the rope and pull ourselves inbounds. It was fun swimming, but we got tired very quickly. We headed back to the hotel, and took a

I sped the rest of the way to my home. The memories were overpowering me. Why wasn't I good enough? I kept thinking, Why did he leave me? I continued speed walking home, turning onto my street. I was almost running now, frantic to get back to the protection of my house.

I just ran. Before I knew it, I was out of the trailer and walking back down the trail. That’s when the real fear set in, it’s strange how you feel so open and exposed walking on a trail. The trailer was sitting there it looked almost evil. I turned a corner and it disappeared out of sight. But the feeling of being followed remained. The trail was almost a trench carved in along a steep hill one side it sloped down and you could see a small pond. I began to visualize what could've happened. The different ways it could’ve ended. I wanted to go back and see if someone was really there, but I knew that would be a waste of time. I summed it up in my head as the wind pushing the door open. I still constantly turned back, looking over my shoulder to see if there was some truth to what I thought, if something was actually following me. It was a windy day out and as the wind the blew the trees would creak and crack. Branches fell off and slammed on the ground crashing down and taking other branches with it. The sound was amplified through the quiet and almost sleeping woods. It was strange, there were no animals, no squirrels or chipmunks. The woods were dead. I was still looking over my shoulder every now and again, still startled by what I had experienced. The walk took way longer than it should’ve. It felt like the seconds were minutes and no matter how fast I walked I couldn't keep up with the pace in my mind.

When I was 13 years old, my parents started to think about moving to United States because my dad was already working here for a company. We started all the immigration related process which took a while to end. When I was 14, one day I came back from school and my parents told me we were moving to US in 2-3 months. When I heard it first, I was happy, but later I started thinking about how I will be leaving everything behind. My family, friends and neighbors whom I have been with since I was little, I will be leaving all of them in a few months. As the date approached closer, we started to pack more and more things. There was

My two brothers nagged and complained constantly that “it’s too hot to do anything”. consequently, My family and I were off to find water. Two and a half miles of complacent landscape and flat concrete roads later, My family and I had arrived at Krause Springs, a popular spot for young families and middle aged men lying on pool floats. Entering the spring, I gendered in amazement at the sharp cliffs jetting off the ground and Into the sky. I had done nothing that whole day, but laugh, play, and eat chips until my older brother invited me up a narrow rocky path. “Where are we going” I asked excitedly. “Just wait, you’ll see” he responded ominously, speeding up his pace. When my brother and i enter a clearing in the path my mind pondered on what we would be doing, until I found that

On March 14, 2014 I, had gone to the Buffalo National River for an overnight solo backpacking excursion. I hiked 7.5 miles, from Steel Creek to Kyle’s Landing, and camped out along the way. What is notable, is that I had never been on a backpacking trip. Nor, had I ever camped out by myself before. It was also the first time that I got the chance to sleep in the Hennessey hammock-tent that was bought years before. The reason this matters, is because previously, I had been unemployed for a year and a half, nearly everything I owned was in the trunk of the car, and I really didn’t have a life that I wanted to go back to. I was also 25lbs greater than I am today, had just quit smoking six months earlier, and was ridiculously out of shape. Nevertheless, I knew deep down in my little soul that if I could survive this trip than I’d have a chance of finding what I was looking for.

I was a part of a survival game; the goal was ultimately to be the last one alive. There were 25 participants, but in a flash, there were only 12 people left and I was in a log cabin with 3 people I befriended and 2 other people. The sky was dark and there was heavy rain when the cabin caught on fire from the inside. We all ran out of the cabin and it turned out that it was an ambush. Me and my friends escaped while the other 2 people were kill. Some time passed, the sky was bright, we were armed, and made a home at the top of a waterfall. We were ambushed once again. This time my 2 friends were captured and held at gunpoint and before they could get me I decided to jump off the waterfall. Someone jumped after me but I

My mom and I went to Indian Hill to take a hike. I put on my sweatshirt, my pants, boots and then put on my camel backpack. We looked at the map, picked the yellow trail, then walked up the stairs and started hiking. I looked down to check my phone to see how much battery I had. I wanted to make sure I could listen to music. It was at 87% charge so I started playing music from Pandora. I put it on today’s pop and hip hop. All I could see were lots and lots of trees . The park was filled with the noise of cars driving in the background.

The car slowly crept down the long gravel road. I turned my head and saw a line of tree’s following behind and above us as we went. The end of the road was only a few feet away, and when we got there, the sun lit up the inside of the car like a chrismas tree. In front of us, a parking lot with a large building in the middle. As we drove up and parked, I read a sign on the building. The sign read “Check In”. My parents walked into the building and left me and my sister, who was only paying attention to her phone.The new campsite was big, and outside the sites, was a pool with a huge playground next to it. I got out, followed by my sister, and met our friend who was already there. We ran to the swings and jumped on. We sat there until my parents

My most significant experience in my life is unforgettable. I was there with my sisters, my mom, and my dad. It was the most horrifying event that I have ever witnessed. The daunting image in my head is still clear as day, as though it happened yesterday. This event did not affect only me, but also my family. The story that I am about to tell you may change the way you see things and it may not. All I can say is, it

I was always around the edges by the pebbly shore. Although, this one time, I faced my fears; well actually I was more or less forced too. There was cliff above the darkness that you could jump off of and into the water, my oldest sister and cousin went off it all the time, and me? Well I was terrified. But the last time I can remember of being at Willamette was the day my cousin threw me off the cliff and I landed straight into the darkness of the mysterious hole. I’m pretty sure I died, especially since I can't recall what happened after that. I think everything after that day has just been one giant dream and I haven't actually been alive. Not really, but I still can’t remember what happened when I got out. I know I freaked out and thought I saw something down there when I was thrown, and I had a couple nightmares about it. Even though I’m alot older since that event happened, I have a feeling that if I ever go back to that swimming hole with the creepy black hole in Willamette, it’s most likely I will probably look at it the same way I did when I was a kid; terrified and vividly

It was like any other day for me,birds were chirping, grass was growing and shadows were vandalizing property and wreaking havoc on the world.(22.) How all of this monstrosity happened is a long story so pull up a chair and listen.I’m Jack Jone and I was at a friend’s birthday party for a friend whose name I can’t say because he will be hunted down by the shadows. We had just finished the cake and had just started playing hide and seek.The birthday boy was the seeker and I was the hider(1.).”You should count to 10 and count very slowly,” I told him and he soon starts counting aloud”1,2,3…..” He counted. He was counting fast not slowly but that didn’t matter to the others, they were as fast as ninjas in the dead of night. I try to hide with one of them but she kicks me out of her hiding spot.”4,5,6…..” he still was counting down and I had to find a hiding spot quick”the forest is a really good spot” I thought to myself.I ran into the forest so fast all I heard as I was running was the fading sound of him counting”7,8,9,10 ready or not here I come” and hearing the screams of children being found and me as the kid always wanting to win ran farther and faster into the forest until I tripped on a root of a tree and phased through the ground into a hallowed cave.”SPLASH!!!” that was the sound I made when I landed on the water and the feeling of my body being slammed on water made my back feel like I broke my spine but with little energy and drowning because not being able to or