Personal Narrative: The Terrestrials

I’ve always wondered what the outside world was like. As a cooter turtle, I’ve been living inside the same old glass walls filled with unnatural water. It felt like prison. No matter how much I swam, I would see the exact same things over and over again- small rocks, plants, and two other strange objects that I couldn’t identify. My turtle mate, River, had guessed that one of the strange objects were probably a human object used to keep the water “clean”. I found that kind of strange since the water was never clean anyway. River was a Red-Eared slider and was a few inches smaller than me. Or at least I thought he was. I’ve always thought of him as a scaredy fish because he always ran away from everything. Whenever the Twoleg came towards us, he would dash away like as if he saw a ghost, and whenever I asked him why he was so afraid, he would refuse to answer.

This past year, I have been apart of Naperville Central’s brand new Special Spaces club. When my friend approached me and asked me to join, I agreed even though I had no clue what I was involving myself in. In retrospective, I can honestly say that becoming a part of Special Spaces has been one of the most meaningful, fun, and fulfilling experiences I have had in high school.

I grew up in a Vietnamese family of four. My parents lived in Vietnam before I was born. They migrated over here because they knew that their lives would be much more stable, and in the long run it would benefit them. I was raised to respect my elders and those around me, to be kind and humble. I value my family and friendships, because they are the one who helps me and supports my decisions. Without my family and friends, I wouldn’t be who I am today. I believe that if people work hard enough they will become successful. My parents were given the opportunity to come to the U.S. They knew that coming to the U.S means that they had to start all over. Like learning a new language to be able to communicate with peoples. They knew that they had

My oldest fossil is in the school eon, the Central Park era, the second floor period, and the fourth grade epoch. I remember we did a town project, where we each had a shop, except for the bankers and general store owners. We then made a business plan, and manage our economy for a few days when other classes came in as tourists. I remember I had a popular store, as I sold ice cream. The one thing I did not like about the project was I wrote a newspaper article for the town newspaper comparing the different dessert shops and the teacher censored the article, removing the ending. I used statistics from classmates, but it still pointed to mine as being the best, and because of that the teacher thought the article was biased.

I hope the interviews are going well. Steven and I met with Dr. Gaines this morning about eRate, I am happy to say he doesn't want to submit the paperwork. This is a relief since the way Sharon submitted them in the past goes against some of our basic principles.

Two weeks ago I was shot by the villain named, Injector. he injects any serum through a bullet that gives you any sickness or powers. So he shot me with a power bullet, which was for his brother, that gave me super speed. Super speed has come in very handy, like getting to work on time and getting ready in the morning. But when I was shot i got sent to the hospital for care. a scientist, named Barry Allen, he took me to his lab which is named, S.T.A.R. laboratories. He had two other scientists, named Cisco and Katelyn, Both love science.

High school students worry a lot about college these days and going to a college-prep program for the summer can be a fun experience while it can prepare a student to be ready for college. I have always wanted to learn about what’s beyond Earth and the Milky Way. From Northwestern I really want to gain the basic knowledge of a new subject and possibly have a career in the field. Northwestern has many intriguing courses to pick from including the course of Modern Cosmology: The Story of the Universe. The idea of learning how the universe is made and what it is exactly is extremely fascinating because we live in the universe and the things that happens around us is going to affect us. I want to learn how the universe works and uncover information

On June 4, I died. Well, metaphorically speaking. Let me rephrase that— I was reborn.

My mom and I loved the movie. It was neat to see a Western movie 'cause you really don't see those much any more.

I am so humbled to have been a part of such a huge production and event this past weekend in West Palm Beach, FL. I Co Produced the first ever A Concert for Humanity benefit concert, benefiting the amazing charity Wells of Life. Did you know? every 21 seconds a child dies from drinking contaminated water. The Incredible team and I put together a concert to bring awareness to this and I have to say, we kicked ass. We got the Grammy Nominated NEEDTOBREATHE to fly out and put on the concert of a lifetime. 5 (short) weeks of hard work, planning, studying and preparing we were able to bring it all together. There were many highlights of my weekend, talking with the creators of Wells Of Life, meeting to many selfless people, hanging with the band,

My father has a friend named Christina. She is almost six feet tall, with the brightest green eyes I’ve ever seen. When she smiles almost every tooth is missing. The ones left are silver because she thought it would look cool. She’s almost bald but wears very natural looking wigs.

There is an unseen balance in the universe, one not measurable with charts and graphs or even with the highest tech machines man has to offer. This unseen balance guides my life like a tiny white flame, showing the way through the infinite maze that is life.

I feel like there are many people who strive to adhere to a “live while you’re young” mentality, but once they reach a certain age, that lust for life fizzles out. Perhaps because life tends to beat so many down throughout the years, snatching away skyscraping hopes to replace with losses and disappointments, some older folks begin to resent the youth for all of their promise and dreamy ideals. I do not believe that it should be this way. Just because a person has seen many years go by in his or her lifetime, it does not mean that all of that person’s potential, ambition, and goal-oriented thinking should just evaporate. A number does not define you, for only how you use the wisdom of your years to pursue each day to the fullest does. Everyday is a new and valuable opportunity to go after what you want in life, especially since not everyone is lucky enough to wake up to meet the sunrise each morning. One must always remember that you only truly begin to age when you turn your back on all of the knowledge and possibilities

For years now, I have been told by countless confidants that I am simply being “paranoid” or that I “need to get some help”, and variety other equally condescending and suspicious things of that nature - ever since they began after me. I know the truth. However, the identity of this “they”, I cannot be sure. A militant streetgang, a murderous cult, a group of lunatic scientists, a top-secret government organization? A genius sociopath with too much free time? The illuminati? Aliens?! Cliche? Yes. But, at this point under these circumstances, any of these seem like viable explanations.

We before I Aliens three reasons why I would be sent back to earth would have to be a long line of lists. First I would really like to know why they choose me as their subject. Did they think I was important. Did I know something that they wanted to know. Also why did I have to give them three reasons on why I want to be sent back to Earth. If my reasons are not the best what will happen to me Will I be destroyed? I have heard them talking they are saying I am a key to something. I think they said to world domination! I need to figure out how I am going to escape. If my idea’s are good enough to have them send me back to Earth. Are they still going to destroy it or take it over. What am I going to do. Let me think what books have I read or