Personal Narrative: Transitioning From Childhood To Adulthood

When this year began (2015) my writing skills were in a scrabble to be at the level i knew they could achieve. TSi prep has brought me to a whole new level of writing and reading , by thrusting me into college literature and writing samples i feel more advanced in my academics.

I was slowly rolling up the street, sitting in the back of school bus number 741, for what felt like a normal Wednesday afternoon. I looked out the window as we entered my street and I couldn’t believe eyes. Little freshman me had my face pressed up against the bus window, desperately trying to comprehend why there could possibly be so many emergency vehicles in my driveway. The bus came to a stop, I ran to the front, and scrambled down the steps. I got off the bus, stopped, and looked at the 7 house walk I took every day to make it home. This walk I did everyday felt ten times as long and as I got closer and closer my vison started to blur, legs started to crumple, and all

As a little girl i used to believe that when i grew up i would be a princess who would live in a pink world filled with glitter,but obviosusly that was not going to be my future.As i grew up and learned more about life i realize that i had to work hard in order to live a life that i would enjoy.I saw the amunt of long hours my parents would put into their job to to keep my brothers and I in a comfortable place.We always had food on the table and clothes on our back but the struggle was trying to make enough money to pay the montly bills.I know the determination my parents had to make a good living for us.they worked hard for us and never gave up.I remember that at times i would wake up at 5 in the morning and hear how much in a rush my mom

Growing up as a kid, I was quite the troublemaker. I would act out inappropriately at unfitting times, which frequently led to consequences. It did not matter whether I was in public or at home; I would continue to act the same. It ranged from using offensive words and physically hurting others, to being inconsiderate. I was a naïve child who was oblivious to the real world, and acted on a whim without the thought of the consequences for my actions. One may describe this behavior as simply what makes a child, a child; however, I never knew how much it would affect my life going forward.

When i was little i was a sweet child. I never caused any trouble. I never bothered anybody, I even made straight A’s. But that all changed when we moved to a new neighborhood. When we moved it seemed like a good place at the time. There were kids my age, there was a playground. I thought it would be a great place to live. They first day we moved to our new neighborhood i didn't come outside. I didn't come out that second day or the third the fourth. I was to busy playing games to bother to go outside. It was the fifth day when my mom said “How do you expect to make friends if all you do is stay in there house”?. I said “Yeah, your right I guess ill go outside”. So I went outside roughly about 12 kids were outside playing on the playground so I jumped right inn and started playing to.

Change is the constant thing in the world. From infancy till now many dramatic changes take place in my life physically, mentally, emotionally, psychologically intellectually etc.

Coming home after working six long hours after eight even longer hours of school was not the plan. But if I wasn’t able to have a job I don’t think I would be the person that I have become today. The transition from childhood into adulthood is a very stressful, but gratifying time in everyone’s life. Some people’s experience may be better than others. Mine just happened to be exactly what I needed at a time in my life where I wasn’t very confident. There is always a moment in your life where you just stop and think, wow I am actually starting to act and feel like an adult. Where you think to yourself I can be my own person and make it in this unforgiving world. Gaining experience by having a job has allowed me to make the transition of growing into an adult; it helped me to change my personality and to begin accepting and taking on the roles of an adult.

Turning into an adult can be tricky especially if you’re too young. Josh had to turn into an adult extremely quickly. He had to be like a father to Joey and make sure he had all of his needs. This happened to me when I was 11 when my Great Grandpa passed away.

Being a kid seemed so easy. So consumed in your own imagination that nothing else seemed to matter, too busy to realize the reality. An occasional tear if hurt or scared. It was nice when monsters in the dark crowded dreams, only to soon disappear when you woke up. But there comes a certain age when you are thrown into the den.

While growing up as the youngest child I depended on my parents and siblings for just about everything. I would always seek for help rather than doing things by myself. I had my father drop me off at school, which was literally a five-minute walk. I would even ask someone to fetch me water because I would be busy playing video games. My brothers assisted me in doing homework because I wanted homework done as soon as possible so I can go play. I would get angry if no one was around because I wouldn’t know how to do some stuff because I had others doing them for me. I was sometimes guilty when I had others to do things for me but I ignored my guilty conscience and continued. This had a very negative effect on me because I became very dependent

What makes you an adult? This simple question can spawn a variety of answers ranging from your physical appearance, to your character, maturity, or adulthood just corresponds with your age (if you’re boring). My metamorphosis from a useless juvenile caterpillar into a mature adult butterfly occurred shortly after the fifth grade, not because I got “the talk”, but because that is when I got sick.

Growing up there was no worries, no troubles, just a happy family. When i was between the age of seven and eight my parents had divorced and things got rough with my mom and I. House payment, water, lights, and food was a lot to pay for with one income. My mom started dating around. My dad had found one woman who I didn't like.

I worked in a beautiful house, explored the adventures of the Roxy, and learned how to have nothing in a course of three anxiety filled nights. I walked in feeling like a naive sophomore and came out understanding more of myself as I went through this nerve wracking process. The lights were off, but the curtain was a powder keg to kick off the start of the show. As I stepped on the stage I began an internal battle with my mind and my body. My body was telling me to be what I practiced to be, but my mind told me otherwise. This was my first performance I put on for an engrossed audience. It was my moment to face my fears and let go of my inhibitions. I had to let everything go and perform in the 2016 production of Annie the musical.

There comes a time in most of our lives where we have to find out things the hard way. Growing up as a child, I have always tried things. My mom would tell me several times not to do something, but I have always done the opposite and did things my way. My mom would always tell me, “Girl your head is hard as a rock”, “You are going to learn the hard way.” However, I did listen to her, but I did not care to do as she said. There was a car accident involving two of my friends. One of my friends has always told my friend the driver to never drink and drive, but my friend the driver did not care to listen until he was in a serious accident. Although, he lived, but this taught him a lesson not to drink and drive. He learned his lesson the hard way.

Growing up yes it happens to everyone. Each one of us grow like a rose from a seed to a blossomed beauty. As i was blossoming i realized that i didn't just grow up like that. Each day was a new adventure . All of us has had a few days that are still yet proud of to have accomplished. I as well had many successes throughout growing up