Personal Narrative: My Reflecting Back In High School

It was love. Genuine love. It was something that neither of us had ever expected, nor experienced in for a while with either sex. He had seen the affection in my eyes and had reflected it right back at me. We gazed in shock for a few long minutes, seeing one another lovingly. I ended the

Going through high school the days were all the same, except for game days. There was just something different about the culture of the school. You could almost feel the excitement in the air. Every “Good luck tonight,” that was received made it feel like the whole school was rooting for me. This was my senior year and tonight was an especially big game. The game that night would decide if we made playoffs and if I could step on the court as a Hawk again.

I was going to meet up with him today, but I wasn't sure if he would come. I had to break the terrible news to him. I finally spotted him just a liitle way up. I went over to him, quite scared, but it felt better when he took me into his arms.

Albert, my boyfriend at the time, and I initially were just really close friends, three years prior to our romantic relationship. He would accompany me wherever I had gone, and I would do the same thing. We always would tell each other everything. There was trust that had gotten stronger over time, he always was there when I needed him and I was always there when he needed me. He was my best friend and was my boyfriend. Best friend, as in I literally told him everything I would tell my best friend; Boyfriend as in I loved him and cherished him as a girlfriend should.

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

It was just him, my sister, and I at first before all the other youth came in. We were just lounging in his bedroom, just talking like old times. It was all so familiar to us and it came naturally. It was like a relapse of our friendship. After while everyone started coming in and it was time to eat. After we finished eating CJ and I decided to go in his room and talk. CJ and I sat on his soft, comfortable bed. His cousin accompanied us to talk. I was as confused as a deer in headlights to what was going on. His cousin then asked me “ Do you like CJ?” and I looked at CJ confused and realized he wanted to know too. I said “Yeah, I like him” and she asked me “ Do you want to go with him?” and I looked at her and him, back and forth. She seemed to be very brusque. I just said “Sure”. CJ asked “Sure?” then I changed my answer and said yes. After we exchanged contact information he was required to depart to work.

We met on the first day of seventh grade, so as twelve-year olds, we did not experience revelation of love that many people seem to relate to the meeting of soulmates. We did become close friends, however, and by the end of seventh grade he professed his affection for me. Our relationship officially

It was about three weeks before I talked to him again and it was a short call. I had little to say to him because I felt something just wasn’t right. When I asked him if he had something to tell me, he said no. You can always tell when the love is no longer in a relationship because you can feel the separation. He called me back and asked if he could come over. I said, “Okay.” We went out to eat and went back to his house so we could talk about our relationship. He started the conversation, “I am so sorry for what I have put you through. You are the best thing that has ever

Our story begins like any other love story out there. He is a country boy lives in the Midwest of the states, and I’m a city girl was born in Vietnam. One day, he decided to follow his dream, and move to Vietnam, and at the same time I had to leave my country to go to the states with my family. On that summer day in Vietnam, we ran into each other at the airport. A guy with the deep voice, looked into my eyes and asked if I was okay. Suddenly, my heart beat faster and I lost my mind for a second when I looked into his blue eyes. We had a short conversation, then say goodbye and walked in two different directions.

His parents had gotten a divorce the day before. I was shocked, he also told me that I was the first to know and it felt great to get off his chest. He seem'd to have open'd up a tad bit more to me since that and I felt that he was interested in what we were talking about. It seem'd that he was getting warmer and warmer each word we spoke. Then finally I told him a joke about a pair of shoes some girl was wearing I saw it he started to laugh his ass off. It felt incredible, I had finally done it. I looked across the living room to find the friend that I approached Chase earlier with. Then gave him a the biggest hug I have ever given, then Chase came up to me and said "Thank

Being a freshman is the hardest of your four years in high school. Have you ever been pressured to be the best person you can be? This is how my year was as a freshman. Freshman year was the most different I never thought I would of found my way around the school when I first started to go there. Freshman year was the best year throughout my years of high school and it was the only year I had friends. During this year I had a lot of anxieties which dealt with me thinking I’m gonna be alone and not have any friends throughout the year to support me through the whole thing. Also, I would think of the pressure of not doing good in any of my classes so I would think it would affect my GPA in the future. The transition from middle school to high school was a different type of thing to do.

We'd been together for two weeks, and while it was great to be able to make out with him regularly and it was awesome to know he liked me a lot, I have to say it felt a little strange too.

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

We talked for about 2 weeks until one night he asked me to be his

My boyfriend and I have had a year and a half filled with ups, downs, certainty, and mixed feelings. We met