Personal Narrative: Rumor Has It

On November 19th, 2016, My family and I were going to Western Michigan University. We were heading off to watch the football and hockey game, my father told me it would take a few hours. Hours went flying by it felt like we were in a race car, we finally arrived hours later. We went straight to the dining area, it smelled like fresh made pasta and many more thrilling smells. As we made our way through the crowd, we found a table to sit at. Afterwards when we found a seat, we went darting off in many directions to look at all the food stations. Few minutes passed by when we all swarm like bees back to the table. We all seated and started eating, we talked about what we got for food.

It is true in life that everything happens for a reason. It is also true to say that sometimes it is all about being in the right place, at the right time. There was never a more prominent example of this than a traumatic summers evening, only a few years ago.

People change. Three years with the same 60 kids has taught me this. But people change all the time. Instead of saying people change, I should say people drift apart. Sometimes what previously held you and your circle of friends together disintegrates slowly. Conversation dies and interaction is avoided. As a person who experienced this firsthand, I'm unsure how I should feel about this. Back in 5th grade, I was really close to one of my fellow classmates. For the sake of, well, our dead friendship, let’s call her Anna. It was a circle of 5 in fifth grade. We experienced silly stapler wars together and ranted about our ever changing substitute teachers together. Anna and I remained close in 6th grade. Our circle of friends stayed intact although a few of us were in another class. We shared secrets, gossiped about certain people we disliked and fangirled over celebrities. Then, like in every friendship, a fight broke out, not just between Anna and I, but among our whole friendship circle. Suddenly, everyone has a problem with someone else. The five of us found new people to hang out with. Some of us stayed in pairs but Anna had joined a new circle of friends that did not include the former 5 person friendship group we were in. With only 60 people in your grade, conflicts are resolved easily as you most likely see that person you dislike many times a day. This held true for Anna, 3 other girls and myself. We may have split up, but we regrouped quickly.

The most important game of the year was coming up and I was ready. Everything was going perfect for me, because I was the starting QB as a freshmen at Englert High School. We were playing Joston High School the number 1 team in the nation since 1960, it was going to be a tough game because they had the number 1 ranked defense, but we had the best offense. The day before the game was just a normal day I went to school and had football practice after school. A couple weeks ago one of the other teams that we had played earlier in the year wanted another game so we decided to play them. They had been the hardest team we had played all year, we had only beat them by a last efforts field goal it hardly went in as it bounced in off the crossbar.

Sitting in a hospital waiting room, alone, afraid; and waiting for the news; would she be ok? Would she even survive? My nerves were out of control; my heart was beating through my chest, you could literally see it thumping through my top. The beads of sweat racing down my forehead, as if I was in the middle of the Safari dessert. I have been an athlete my entire life, yet I have never felt so physically drained. I look around, my eyes opening, then closing; as if I am coming in and out of consciousness, then suddenly echoed words begin to ring around my ear drums….” Sir…...sir, can you hear me? Sir please, we need to know what happened. We need to know what happened to her. Maybe my motionless state showed my

Of course the norm for me is that of any citizen living in zone three.

I was ready. This was how we were going to start off the season. Everyone was ready, thinking this was it. We wanted to be the best team on the ice. The coaches came into the room saying, “Let’s go, boys. Let’s start the season off on fire . . . big win today!”

It all ended up being alright in the end, but that experience really taught me that you should always include people. If I had just invited her a couple more times, the whole thing could’ve been avoided.It isn’t very good to start drama with people, but it’s even worse to start drama when it easily could’ve been

What brought my friend and I together was having the French language in common, we would practice the language and go to school together. However, she is a year older than me. We both went to the same elementary school and high school but when it came to University we went our separate ways. Barbie Basement from Secrets & Confidences portrayed the friendship between three girls that was created due to the fact that they all

It all began in the summer of 2015. There was a close group of friends that were almost torn apart over one girl in the group. It almost completely destroyed the friendship that had been built upon over the years. There was a decision to be made and I was the one to decide.

Over this summer we got into our second argument while being in this friendship. The first argument was because she was being stingy with her dolls and would not let me play with them. I took the doll she left over my house and threw it in the mud. We were not friends for 30 minutes. The second argument we got into was this summer. Naya was talking to this boy. I told her she shouldn’t and that he’s no good. She didn’t listen. I just let her make her own decisions when it came to him. As long as she didn’t do the bad thing with him I was good. My boyfriend at the time was cousins with the boy Naya messed with. He told me that Naya and Chank did the bad thing that I did not approve of. This made me mad. So before I went off on her, I asked her if it was true. She lied to me. Me, her best friend, how could she lie to me? I know everything about her. Why would she lie to me? This hurt me to the core. I couldn’t look at her let alone speak to her. Our friendship at that point was over. Ten years of memories gone down the drain. I left Effingham County without even saying good bye. We didn’t talk for the rest of the summer. I couldn’t believe it. We knew it was official because we deleted all of our pictures on Instagram. I felt like it was more of a break-up than our friendship just being

An experience that has influenced my work and academic goals has been my family. My wife and I have one son, who departed for college this past weekend. His departure was a very emotional event for us because we did just about everything together (hockey, trips, etc). Four years ago, we brought in four siblings under foster care, which is the main topic for this essay. Four years ago, my wife and I were hoping to adopt one child and we were hoping to find a girl that needed what is commonly called a “forever home”. This process was extremely difficult as the system is not easy to navigate (I could be more blunt with this description but I won’t here). After many trials and tribulations with the foster/adoption system in Alaska, I had resigned

Summer of 2016 was a very interesting time for me. It was the start of the first serious relationship I had and lead to the intro to new people into my life who would end up becoming some of my best friends. We had summer workouts for hockey and it was every day of the week besides weekends. Except it was Caledonia mixed with Kentwood, our rivals. There was only 4 people from Caledonia and 17 from Kentwood, the Cal kids were me, Davis Ziesmer, Hunter Fridley, and Nolan Lockhart. I had no idea who Davis and Hunter were, but I knew who Nolan was because I had previously played with him on a hockey team. From what I knew, Hunter was a jerk at school, and Davis was nice and innocent, and toward the end of the summer my girlfriend had broken up

I have not always been a Christian, growing up in an isolated part of Tennessee were families lived apart from each other, Jesus was not a household name that was spoken of. We didn’t pray or nor did I see my parents pray. This became a resonating tradition in my life. Though I was very close to my mother and really didn’t interact with others, it created in my mind an introverted person. This created a covering of my feelings and started me on a downward fall in my life. Our family didn’t go to church, so it became a part of my belief system, so I continued to live my life as if nothing else matters outside of my family. I was gifted in many things, but I drew to my talent of Basketball and focused totally on it. The adrenaline and desire

I had been employed in the spirit realm. This wasn’t just part time job that I happened to obtain the fry. The pay sucked and I’m sure the working conditions wouldn’t meet the typical standards. Now onto explain how this came to be.