Personal Narrative: My Virtual Teen World

As a little girl i used to believe that when i grew up i would be a princess who would live in a pink world filled with glitter,but obviosusly that was not going to be my future.As i grew up and learned more about life i realize that i had to work hard in order to live a life that i would enjoy.I saw the amunt of long hours my parents would put into their job to to keep my brothers and I in a comfortable place.We always had food on the table and clothes on our back but the struggle was trying to make enough money to pay the montly bills.I know the determination my parents had to make a good living for us.they worked hard for us and never gave up.I remember that at times i would wake up at 5 in the morning and hear how much in a rush my mom

Ah, Junior High. Those awkward years between sixth and ninth grade when I had no earthly idea what to do with myself. I remember them well. I had to get used to being in a school that wasn’t an elementary school, the way older kids were acting, and how things were in my new school.

I open the door to the school hallway. Inside I hear the chatter of many students at once. There were dozens of people in the area, and I was slightly overwhelmed. This place I have entered is what I wold come to know as Quest Middle School, one of the most stressful, but interesting two years I have had in a long time.

I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for CHAT. Throughout the years as a participant, I learned to be mature, help others, I even got a mentor along the way. I would be on the streets, in fights, in a community where my life will just be a step in a different direction. Most of my life CHAT has been a resource to me at home, at school, and at work as well. I have grown to know the neighbors, the volunteers, the interns, and the staff of CHAT very well. CHAT has given me the confidence I need to succeed in life.

Ten forty-six, on a late Saturday night. Instead of sleeping I was once again reading and editing my Teen Advisory Council (TAC) application for the Ronald McDonald House of Southern New Jersey. I still remember to this day how nervous I was; the application, the interview, and the phone calls. However, as I further refined each and every component, my nervousness slowly transformed into confidence. Next thing I knew I was sitting there with fifty other individuals, listening to the executive council’s strategy on how we were all going to help improve the council. It was at that point that I knew becoming a part of the TAC would provide the opportunity to help those in need while building my understanding on how such organizations achieve their goals.

1.Since becoming a teenager, my virtual teen has gone through several changes in behavior and attitude towards my partner and me. In the very beginning of adolescence, my teen was more argumentative and much more ‘moody’ around the house. She would spend a lot of time in her room, and cared a lot more about her appearance. For example, in one instance, my teenager came home from school after having a small dispute with one of her friends, stormed up to her room and refused to come out for a couple hours. Or in another, she would try on different styles of clothing, and if I would comment that some of her outfit were a little too revealing, she would get angry at me or my partner, and storm into her room to cool off (My Virtual Teen). This is normal for teenagers in early adolescence, because

When I moved to Brentwood, CA as a junior, I became part of the Interact Club. Interact is a service club for teenagers to work with the community and for the community through various events, service projects, and fundraising. I enjoyed being in Interact because I was able to meet new faces and explored Brentwood through their eyes. I dedicated my time to helping community events through doing cleanups and participating in events such as tending to booths at the fair.

Week One: This week was an interesting week. I was at my church working and it was about that time for our yearly fire inspection coming up soon. So we were getting all of our building fire alarms panels renewed, and we had this one young guy name Adam Shabli from Cintas who came to look at our building. As the conversation continues we started just to talk about life and he asked me and the campus pastor if we were the pastors here at church. We replied saying yes and he had a shocked look. He said that we dress to fresh that he would of never knew. It was funny to us, and he started asking questions about Christianity. He grew up in a Jewish home, his parents are from Israel. He was shocked when we told him that we read the old testament.

Throughout this school year, I’ve been working as an assistant debate coach at my middle school. Although I’ve had quite some experience debating, I’ve never truly taught debate, nor have I ever work with children. During most meetings, I would be a volunteer who assisted Coach Bryan with whatever he needs.

I don't normally play games on my phone, so I decided to download a game I remember was popular in middle school. I never played it before but I remember everyone would play in class to race to see who could get the highest score. The game was subway surfer. Where you used characters to collect coins and run away from the cops. The purpose of the game is to avoid obstacles, while collecting coins, mystery boxes, and finish challenges.

I hurriedly got my uniform on and waited for my mom. “Mom I am going to be late,” I yelled. (hook)

On a Monday morning, I was awakened around six o'clock to get dressed. I put on my red button down shirt and my skinny navy blue uniform pants, put my hair into a ponytail and I was ready to go. I went into the kitchen to grab the box of Frosted Flakes and pour it and the milk into my bowl. I ate breakfast at home because school food is horrible and scanty. After I ate my breakfast, I rushed out the door to catch Big Yellow and was on my way to start my day. The bus pulled in front of the Tunica Middle School and everyone got off the bus and went to their first period. Before telling the rest of what happened on this day, I would like to point out a few problems I had. There were many problems that brought me to my decision at the end such as a young immature boy, his girlfriend, and his girl on the side.

Elementary and middle school was a very interesting experience for me. The school I attended from kindergarten to 8th grade was a diverse school. I had a lot of ups and downs while going there. Overall being there allowed me to grow as a person and introduced me to different things. It also help me achieve high in academics.

Everyone has their own personal bubble, which has formed over years of experiences, likes/dislikes, and opportunities. I, myself, have a comfort zone that makes it so I like familiarity. One of our National Honor Society projects popped my bubble though. We were tasked with going and helping the Fort Morgan Golden Stars wrap Christmas presents for those unable to provide their kids with any. The location was next to the beef plant in town and can be a kind of sketchy area. The entire time I was driving over there I was imagining more of a Santa’s workshop with lots of people quickly wrapping assembly line style. When I drove past it the first time I almost turned around and went home, but I knew it was a good cause. I went through the

It was just a mock business presentation assigment in highschool but now it became a goal to achieve. I have a keen interest in technology, music, games, and business. As time goes by, I realized that I can incorporate all of my interest into video games. Before, I never thought that I will even try to develop games and yet now I am leading a very small game development team of three people including myself. Developing a game is a difficult feat, there are an abundance of factor that must be considered. Moreover, many problems arise and hinder development, from inactive members, unfeasible ideas, and low morale which ultimately causes development hell, a state where development of a game is stuck and not moving forward. Not only that, many