Personal Narrative: She's Growing Up

Most people will say that the best days of your life are going to be during your youth, where you didn’t have to worry about anything and had no responsibilities. When I was a young child, I remember wanting to be a grown up so bad that I got mad at my parents because they treated me like a kid. To this day, I still do not understand why kids want to grow up and be adults so quickly. Now that I’m slowly turning into an adult, I can tell that kids have it way easier than adults do.

As I walked into the fairly new Panera there was a calm feeling to it. It wasn’t super quiet it wasn't really loud it was just the right amount of noise. The fresh smell of bread and cookies made it feel and smell more comfortable. I went to go buy 1 caramel macchiato for Amy and a cookie to thank her for letting me interview her. When I got her order I went straight to the booth that Amy was sitting in. She was wearing light blue jeans with a white blouse. She was patiently sitting crossed leg while playing on her phone. As soon as she noticed me walking towards her ,she gave a soft smile and waved. When I sat down and got my questions ready she looked worried. It was like she was worried that I would judge her about

I cannot believe it took one person to destroy me, one person to discard all of my trust for anyone. One person to make me forget who my real friends were. One person to banish me to the deepest parts of my mind. One person to make me think that I’m not worthy of anything. One person to be so ignorant as to make me think it was all my fault. That one person, under that pretty little face is called Ashley Melgar. From here on out we’ll call her “Little A.” Little A was a curious tale of my not so great past. Boyfriend and all, I still continued to fall for her lies and manipulation. My mind was clouded and there was no way to clear my vision. In my head she was a damaged soul with a fucked up boyfriend; in reality she was a fucked up soul with

I picked to go along with her story as well as not tell her the truth about her parents dying because I did not have the heart to tell her that her parents died a long time ago. A lot of the other caregivers would do the samething. If I were to follow fidelity and tell her that her parents were dead, her sister died a long time ago and that she was living in a memory care in Dallas she would be even more upset. By going along with what she was saying and not correcting her, the situation would be resolved a lot quicker than if we were to tell her that her parents were dead and she lives in a care community. Not telling them the truth, when they will forget that they asked is a lot easier than telling them.

“The only real stumbling block is fear of failure,” said late Julia Child, an American chef I look up to. Indeed, failures related to cooking have massively impacted my personality and taught me several lessons in life that I cherish the most.

Everyday Maddy would come home from school and complain to her Dad about how much she hated being at Dunstan and how bored she was in Alexandra. Every day she would complain about how she needed a change but she didn’t know what she wanted. I thought the best option would be moving her down to Dunedin, this way she would have a different lifestyle. I had been looking into her moving down since the start of 2015, I had been following up on different schools around the area, Kavanagh College was the one that stood out the

In this world there are those who wish they could be a child again to not have to deal with stress, and then there are those like me. I am fine with who I have grown up to be along with the fact that I am choosing to pursue my dream so late in life. When I was a child I had no idea where my next meal was going to come from, let alone have idol time to think about what might become of myself in the future. Growing up with a constantly drunk mother, no father, a younger sister who was forever breaking the law, your life becomes a moment to moment decision of what needs to be done at that exact moment in time. No daydreaming for this child.

I remember a time just about a year ago when my sister was overcome with mental health issues. For all of haley's life she been a happy girl. Growing up haley was my best friend. People always mistakes us for twins. We have a very close relationship. Up until last year, problems in her life led to difficulties which would affect her daily. August of 2015, Haley moved to Provo to attend school at Utah Valley University. My heart was sad knowing she was leaving me home left with my four younger brothers. Our friendship remained strong while she was gone. Living in Provo, Haley quickly loved it. She had awesome roommates who became some of her best friends. Little did we know at the time but those girls were able to have an affect on my sister

“Beep, beep, beep,” my alarm clock went off at like five in the morning. That didn’t matter though, because today was the day I was going to Kansas City, Missouri for a few days, and we’d be going to Worlds of Fun first. I woke up when I realized today was the day. I woke my mom and sister up, and then started packing bags of clothes, toys, etc. My mom is always a bear in the morning, so she was grumpy for a little bit, and my sister was still that age where no matter what time of day it is, she’d always be hyper, which definitely wasn’t good for mom. “TURN YOUR CEILING LIGHT OFF,” she groaned at me, because she hates bright lights in the morning. I turned on my lamp instead, which wasn’t nearly as bright, but I was done

At six years old, I never thought about what might lie ahead. My only concern centered around what color to use for my picture in kindergarten or who might become my best friend. I never thought about all the decisions I would have to make later on in life, such as what college to attend or the career I would pursue. As time has passed I have started to wonder, when did life get so complicated? As the process of growing up continues, life gets challenging, and you start to mature. I feel as if innocence somehow ripped itself out of my hands; I no longer believe in the same things I used to. I now consider thoughts about the dreams I might have pursued, in the past. However, growing up has prepared me for the cruel world that I will one day

Hello Mr. and Mrs. Juber is Junior. Sorry that I took some time to reach out, but in a million years I never expected the relationship to end the way it did. I did it agree with what Kate did but I respect her decision. I loved your daughter probably more than I love myself but I guess god has other plans. I just want to thank you both for everything you guys did for me all the love and thank you for every time I went to your house make me feel like family. It meant the world to me. Thank

"Get her out of here," came the soft whisper of a shaking voice. A voice in which was caked with wear and grief. "Save her!" The voice nearly shouted, cracking at the strain of the volume.

She wouldn't call her lifestyle fun nor would she call it boring. More of it as a normal peaceful lifestyle, although working early in morning could mess up her sleep, but she wouldn't complain since the pay was fairly high.

​ As I began senior year, I embarked on a journey of transitioning from childhood to adulthood. Even though i was about to turn 18 and on the verge of applying for college, I still felt like a kid. I wanted nothing more than to become and feel like an adult. I was tired of being a kid. I wanted all the perks and respect that an adult had. I wanted to sign my own legal documents . I wanted to be able to live on my own. I wanted to buy and place a car under my own name not my parents. I was tired of relying on my parents .

We hesitated, honestly, realizing the shared feelings held made us different... Yet, we still jumped. Faye was different than others. She insisted on staying “icy”, with the world seen clearly and head spins exhilarating. It seemed like a switch in personalities through milliseconds making our photographic, flowerdness, and stormy lives more interesting than life should’ve ever been.