Personal Narrative : Personal Experience In My Life

Put the gun down! Put the gun down! Pow Pow Pow. The gun shots cracked into the air as loud as thunder. One after another. We live day by day not knowing our end. In the blink of an eye our lives can be changed forever. Its life, yet even in knowing this we never expect tragedy to find us. We never expect it to affect our lives and the people we know and love. I’m going to share with you the day tragedy found my life.

This is the opportunity for you to tell us more about yourself, your readiness for college, and your activities and accomplishments. Explain any personal experience, responsibilities, or challenges that have impacted you or your academic achievements.

1. When I was five years old I had lost my first tooth at the park. It was a sunny day and I was with my dad and we were going to fish. My tooth had been loose for a while and I had been wiggling it all day and my dad noticed instead of fishing I was messing with my tooth. We both stood up and he reached in my mouth and was able to pull it out, I heard a pop sound and fell down right after he pulled it out, so it looked like I fainted right after he did it. We laugh about it to this day but at the time I was scared when I first saw the blood but it’s still a funny story.

Sarah and I met in the second grade and immediately became best friends. At this point in my life, I genuinely needed her. Sure, I had friends, but I never truly fit in. At my Jewish private day school, I was the only Chinese student in my grade. My peers felt uncomfortable around me because they thought I was too "foreign." Many of them failed to understand that culturally, I was just like them. I converted to Judaism before I could speak and was raised by two Ashkenazi Jews since age one.

If there were to be a film or novel about me I would include my wooden elephant that my grandpa made me when I was 9. The reason I chose this artifact is because it symbolises my Indian heritage and my Indian lifestyles. I came from India to America when I was 1 years old, so I know more about america than I do about India. My parents were both from a long line of Indians and made sure I wouldn't forget my Indian heritage by decorating my house with Indian paintings and sculptures. When I was 12 My dad made a Tamil class with the help of some other families so that their kids wouldn't forget the our home tongue over the years. My Family always kept in touch with our family in India on the phone and through Skype, but It wasn't the same thing

“Almost,” replied my mom. We were on a road in the countryside surrounded by yellow fields full of seemingly ripe crops and lush green pastures with grazing cows and horses. The drive had been 3 hours long, and I was pumped to get to our destination, which was a little cabin in a wildlife park. We would be staying for 3 days and nights, hopefully entertained by the options of biking, hiking, and canoeing in the wilderness. Sadly, there wouldn’t be any wifi, so no chances of youtube.

I turn the shiny metal handle on the door that leads to Sally’s dorm room. I open the heavy mahogany door, and start to nervously whisper, “Hey, Sal? Are you okay because I… ” then I see it. I stop moving. I see her hands covered in crimson. I see the rip in her jeans. I see the scissors lying on the floor next to her. I feel sick.

It was a summer morning on June 15, 2014. My nana, papa, and I were packing and I was almost done. Just then my nana told me to load our bags into our car. We finally sat down in the car and went to pick up my aunt, cousin, and uncle, who were also going to join us. Once they had gotten in the car, we left. It was just then that I had realized we were off, 12 hours in a stuffed mini van to Colorado Springs. No turning back we were already on the road. To the grown ups, it was just another long journey, but to me, it was an adventure of a lifetime.

It was hot summer day in Banso, Cameroon, kids were running around, parents were washing clothes and cooking as the wind blew the dust into our eyes but we loved it and didn't care. I was playing and my mom came to up to me in the backyard and said, “you are going” and I instantly knew what she was talking about;

Driving in the early morning, my cousin and I were going to the hospital to see why my mom had called us to come.After arriving there quickly, we parked the car and dashed into the emergency room to get our visitor passes. Finally, we had made it to the floor level she was on and just as I turned the corner, I stopped in my tracks.I found her pacing back and forth with tears running down her pale face. I walked over and hugged her.In the back of my mind, I knew he was dead, I just didn’t want to admit it.After a couple of minutes of swaying back and forth in a tight hug,I let her go and tiptoed into my dad’s room. He was lying on his hospital bed with a cast around his neck. His eyes were closed and he had a calm look on his face.Did he really just leave me? Or was this just a nightmare? I quietly walked out of the room into the hallway and turned to the right into a mini corridor. I slowly slid down against the wall and silently cried my eyes out until they were blood-red.

There’s a saying that goes, “In this world, there’s always going to be people better than you, so stop comparing yourself to others and be the best you can be.” I have always thought of this as foolish. Why couldn’t I just try and be as good as them? My own stubbornness pushed away the logical view of this quote and instead, challenged it.

In the spring of 2017, my family had traveled to snow-capped peaks of Colorado. This trip was an annual ski trip that we had been looking forward to for the past few months. I was at the beginning of the trail with my snowboard and have been focusing on my technique. In a split second, I was tumbling down the trail, dislocating and breaking my elbow in the process.

One day after baseball practice me and a couple of friends were messing around, messing around as in: throwing balls around, swinging our bats, throwing are gloves at each other and what not. Just doing things teenagers would do. And then one of my friends from the team was walking over, minding his own business and trying to get through all of us and to his truck, then out of nowhere a bat someone swung came in from out of nowhere and then BAM! It hit my friend right in the mouth!

It was a rather hot and sunny Summer day in California. Friends Lauren, Chase, Melissa, and Brad decided to head to the beach for the day before they started college in the following week. Lauren was driving while Chase held the map and navigated her. Normally Lauren would just use her phone for directions but, the group decided to leave their phones at home. They all agreed that they could spend one day together without their phones and without any distractions. “Turn left up here,” said Brad.

have led to a terrifying tragedy? It was a Sunday after-noon and I had just woken up from a nap. I heard my text tone sound go off. It was Vianna, one of my best friends asking me to go over to a friend’s house. Her and my other friend Stephanie was hanging out there, and they had plans on going to sports grill later on to watch the NBA finals. I really did not want to get out of bed, but I hadn’t done anything all day so I decided to get dressed, get in my car, and head over to where they were.