Personal Narrative: Outside Of High School

I’m going to tell you a pretty funny story how my friend Jean and I became very close. It all started when we were in the 2nd grade we both shared a friend Named Gael. I was very close to Gael but so was he but we never talked we would acknowledge each other's presence but never said a word. Then 4th grade comes, and now we share a class and better yet we sit right next to each other. So around a week passes and we are given

After socializing with her after a period of time. Our conversations got more intense. We then started talking about life situations, and our futures,

It all started when I was the new girl in sixth grade at Thomas Jefferson Middle School. It was the third day when I first came in and I didn't know anybody. I had math in 8th period and I sat next to Becca. The first time I talked to her is when I needed a pencil and asked her to borrow one. It was really awkward at first because we didn't know each other and we were both really shy. Later, me and Becca started talking a little more everyday from “This class is boring” to “Sit next to me at lunch”. After me and Becca started talking more we started to realize we have almost every class together. We then started to partner up when we could for partner projects. Then we were pretty much good friends

I became super close to Natalie after she invited me to her birthday party in sixth grade. Natalie and I fit the quote, "Every blonde needs a brunette best friend." We go together so well. Natalie always cheers me up and every time we see each other we hug and do our well known handshake. We are known as twins for many reasons. Our personalities are identical, plus we are really similar in size. I love Natalie so much, and I can always count on her. I have many memories with her. One time, we got on my trampoline, and took a ton of pictures on the GoPro. Another was this New Years Eve we hung out and had so much fun together. Plus so many more memories. Natalie is my go to girl and I can look to her for

Jena Zarroli and I were stuck in the same Spanish class together my freshman year of high school. I guess you could say we bonded over our mutual hatred for it. But I never would've guessed that we'd later go on to become best friends. School ended and summer began, but Jena and I rarely hung out. Not until a few weeks later anyways, when we had the most outrageously funny sleepover I'd had possibly ever. After that we were practically inseparable, so inseparable to the extent that I even started going to work with her to help out. We usually worked late nights. And boy did we goof off. But things got done none the less. Afterwards, I would sleep over at her house.

Have you ever met someone for the first time, and felt like you knew them since you were born? That is how I felt about my best friend Dede. We both live on E84, on the same floor but never met each other until our Evangelism class last semester. She was friends with a girl that I had met previously but had not seen in a while. She then introduced me to Dede, we talked for a while, and exchanged numbers. I left the religious hall and began to walk back to my dorm. Suddenly, I heard Dede screaming my name so I turned around, there she was bent over trying to catch her breath. We then began to walk together and talk about our experiences at Liberty University. We walked back to the dorm together, and that is how our friendship started.

According to Floyd Norris “the proportion of new american high school graduates who go to college, appears to be declining. Last october, just 65.9% of people who graduated had enrolled in college.” Would you want to be apart of that 65.9%? As a junior in highschool, on my way to graduating, 3 main pieces of advice that i would provide to my younger self would to be actively involved with school activities, clubs, and school spirit.In addition to that is to have better time management skills, also to start gathering ideas of what I wanted to do after high school, for example, college, jobs, or the military.

Recently I got asked the question “ If you could continue any one activity after high school what would you continue to do”. This question really fascinated me because I never really thought about picking only one activity to continue after high school. But after thinking about it for a while I finally decided on Diversity club as the activity I would continue if I could pick only one to continue. I would pick Diversity club because the world is made up of 7 billion people that are all different and Personally, I can’t even begin to fathom what a world where everyone is all the same would look like. Diversity club is a place where different people can all come together to learn about each other's differences. While still finding reasons that

Pretty fucking stupid: Was with a few of my friends and we had went to my grade school (this was just before I started high school) to play basket ball and throw a baseball around. I happened to bring along my baseball bat if we wanted to do some pitching practice (as my friend and I were pitchers on rival teams). We hung out for a bit and played around. My one friend was hitting the basketball off of one of the walls with the bat like a tennis racket and it was fine. This was when the idea happened... I picked up the bat after my friend found something else to do and told my other friend (the pitcher) to toss the basket ball at me so I could see how far I could knock it. Turns out I couldn't knock it far as the rebound off the basketball/bat

The school was on vacation, so after the school’s vacation was over, my sister’s and I went to school. I went to Houlton Elementary School because I was in 2nd grade. On my first day of school, I had made my first actual friend, her name was Mia. We became friends because the teacher told us to do a timeline project of our lifetime, and I started crying because I missed my family, so Mia told me everything would be alright . We had started hanging out with each other after that, I found out that similar lives. We both had three dogs, two older sisters, and we are the youngest. We have been friends ever since

I quickly raised my hand thinking " I know it, I know it." "Yes Thomas", the teacher said. "MAN!!! " Oh I forgot to introduce myself, I'm the girl that always knows the answer, the one who always follows the rules, the teachers pet, better yet, I'm the know - it - all.

I lived in Sterling, Illinois, in a decent sized house outside city limits. I never actually attended middle school, as I was home-schooled for sixth, seventh, and eighth grades. During home-school, I got to spend all of my day dealing with my siblings (which is worse than it sounds). If it wasn't my siblings, it was my dad, who I don't really talk to as is. Nothing is the matter between us, I just don't talk much. Most of my time not in school or dealing with my family was spent in video games or exploring a nearby forest. There wasn't much between those two, as I only had two friends I talked to. I worried for the longest time that I would go my middle school AND high school years with only those two friends. I wasn't one that could be described

“I began learning long ago that those who are the happiest are those who do the most for others.” Booker T. Washington’s wise words accurately summarize what I learned throughout high school. I noticed that selfish people are the unhappiest and most discontent. In sharp contrast, I also observed that people who dedicate their lives to others are the most joyful and satisfied. People I admire tend to be selfless and servant-minded. I strive to mimic them, living with a selfless mindset. My special interests, talents, and unique experiences enabled me to make others’ lives better.

My 8th grade year at TJ the first day back to school I met this girl named Hannah she was the most beautiful girl i had seen there. We had some classes together and there was some kids that was picking on her before the classes that we had together and so i noticed that she was upset and that something was wrong with her. I walked over there in art and sat down next to her, and we started talking. We didn’t say names until a few days went by and i heard someone call her name and she heard someone call my name so when we seen each other we yelled each others names. Every time i seen her i couldn’t take my eye off of her. She was herself. And we started talking and getting really close to each other. I heard some people talking about her calling

"Things end, but memories last forever." My weekend was sure to prove that. Even though the seniors of 2016 are in readiness to graduate we will most definitely miss these times consumed together. On top of my roof, we sat chattering about what we are going to do after senior year. We discussed about how May 21, 2016, would arrive way before we wanted it to come upon us; once that day comes, we will realize only then that we might never see everyone out of our class again. As we all were articulating about how college will be contrary, how we will study so much more, and how tough it really might be; we promised to never drift apart from the best friends that we are. Finally, two a.m. crept up on us, and we knew it was time to get some