Personal Narrative: My Summer Project

It hurts. My bright red bruises under the light were buzzing from the pain. The yelling and arguing were muffled by my loud sobs. Why did this have to happen to me? I was just a kid, I didn’t do anything! Stomp stomp stomp. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. He found me and yelled into my ears even more. I was called ugly, fat, disgusting, useless, girly, weak. The words ringed in my ears as I asked myself once again, why? I was like a slave, I couldn’t defend myself, I had to survive the beatings. I succumbed to the insults and descended into chaos.

When I was first hired I was told I would have 30 days from the start day to sign up for benefits. The date by which I had to sign up by was 03/20/16 a Sunday; I tried to get on, on the 03/18/16, but it would not let me. I called the helpline to get my password reset to gain access to the online portal; whenever I received access it said there were no available sessions for enrollment. My manager informed me to come in on Saturday 03/19/16 and he would help me further, he was not able to locate it either. He then informed me to make a benefits appeal, because I had tried to get enrolled before the cutoff date. I have two pictures, to show the information that was displayed and the date. Thank you for your time and

It has come to my knowledge that in order to join cross country I would need to go to the summer program. Due to being in summer school for Geometry(for two semesters), and my mother wanting to get the most out of the summer athletics program signed me up for tennis. This was due to tennis despite being right after summer school was in a time zone that I could attend, on the other hand cross country was held in the later half of the summer a time that my family dedicated for a mix of vacations and christian camps; and because of the various events would make it so I couldn't come to a good portion of the cross country program, making it the worse of two choices. However, because I am now unable to go to the summer program I was hoping if I

I grew up in California where both of my parents were involved with gangs and drugs by the time they were in middle school. They grew up like this, getting involved with the wrong people, getting into fights for dumb reasons, even getting in trouble with the authorities. Of course, that was normal for them because they were surrounded by it through friends and family. They continued to live that life style even when they met each other at the ages of 18 and 23. They didn't like each other at first, but they eventually started dating. My mom ended up getting pregnant later that year and tried to take a break from all of it, but my dad didn't stop and that caused some tension and arguing between them.

Have you ever had something you were “super passionate” about be stripped away from you? Roughly one and a half years ago I started my sophomore year of lacrosse. The lineup of students on the lacrosse team this year promised us a spot in the championship. Throughout fall practices, the majority of the sophomore class played amongst the varsity team. As the season ramped up in the spring, we waited for our first game against Saint John Paul’s Christian Academy. First game of the year, we enveloped ourselves into the game and became one as a team. Running downfield with a clear, open shot on the goal “whoosh” I shot the ball bottom right, a bare miss. Suddenly “crash” I was hit from both sides and struggled to stay standing. As I came to my

My spring project was at YMCA. At the YMCA, I was doing different physical activities with children and adults. The first activity that my team and I did was parachute. I have never play parachute and it was very new to me. When the event start, my team and I started to play with parachute by ourselves so we can get used to it and thinking different ways to use the parachute for the children to have fun. At first, there were not many children coming around, so my team and I advertised it by playing around with it and smiling which led children to be interested in the activity. The parachute activity went really well. Adults were able to participate with their children in the activity and they were having fun and enjoying themselves. Another

At the beginning of the year I knew that we would need to create an 8th grade project. I already knew what I wanted to accomplish and thought that it was going to be super effortless. Unfortunately, it wasn’t. I realized that we must include the community with our project. Since I choose photography I couldn’t come up with one concept to create. So, I asked my Uncle if he would be my mentor because his company employs the marginalized to work and produce products for cameras. They are employed there for about a year or until they feel confident to look for other jobs they are interested in. When we first met I did not fully realize what I wanted to achieve, so he gave me some ideas on how I could go see his company. I could then see what

Finally, turning eighteen years old, I am finally legal, well finally legal to get into clubs. Partying every Thursday at Nicholls was the trend. Getting a taste of freedom, not having to worry about anything or anyone was an awesome feeling. I lived life and always was the life of the party. When I moved backed to New Orleans nothing changed, except the day I went out. Every Sunday was the day to go out and have fun at the House of Blues. Leaving the club till about three in the morning; trying to sneak back in the house before my parents awake. Those were the day, my irresponsible days of “living my life”. Everything changed once I became pregnant at age twenty.

The more we get into the Capstone Project Proposal the more I feel overwhelmed. I feel like I spend hours reading the material in our books and still do not comprehend what I should do for the assignments. I plan to focus of one topic of reading at a time. I will research more articles for my Capstone Project Proposal. Once week one’s written papers are back, I will review my mistakes and modify my work in order for me to have a better foundation moving forward.

We where working on a fifth grade “group” project. In a crowd of about four other peers, we worked well together, until we were almost done. I didn’t really select the group, they just chose me in theirs. One day they were in the hall to finish other school work while it was time to work on the project. I decided there wasn’t much left to be done on it. The paragraphs and pictures were neatly printed out and pasted on the poster board, the lettering was drawn on it, and all there was left to do was to color it. So I did. When they came back, they crowded around the project and yelled at me. They took the poster and tore the pictures and paragraphs off. I couldn’t do anything but watch. They were so willing to have me in there group, but not

I was three years old, when everything in my life changed. The most significant about this tragic event is that not all heroes wear capes. And I’m glad to say that I’m very lucky that my superman did not wear a cape and it was my step dad. I always ask myself that god gave me another opportunity to do the best in life and succeed because you don't know when life can take you away.

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to lose someone. How would you talk to them? What would you do without them? How would you feel without them.I have I lost my great grandma, and that was the day in my life that that changed everything. On this day I learned that life is way too short to even say one last word to that special person.

I am 17 years of age. I was born September 14th, 1999. I currently attend Brockton High School. I have had many obstacles Spring track last year I participated in the event Javelin. Notice how I said “participated”, I wasn’t a consistent scorer. But I did try my best, I worked hard at my event and my biggest obstacle was making it to states requirement, its 150.5ft which is pretty far for throwing a spear. On the other hand, I started last year in the season throwing 89ft to 90ft on lucky days. Every day I practiced, every day I worked hard, every day I put 110% into that event, and every day I couldn’t get 150.5ft. I had team mates that could throw between 120ft to 148ft but I was still stuck in between 80ft - 90ft. I ended the season throwing

I cannot believe that this week has ended already and that there are only two weeks left of this summer program. I had a very exciting week and I cannot wait to talk about it. I got to help out a two organizations as well as explore outside of the campus.

touching all the red, wet, eczema above my eyes. “Come on!” my brother screamed. It