Personal Narrative: When I Get Yourself Out There?

When my mother asked me to read a book a few months ago, I was hesitant to agree. A stressful school year was approaching, and seeing my friends on a Saturday night seemed much more appealing. When I was younger, curling up with a good book was a typical pastime. Then came high school, and reading was replaced with countless hours of studying, cheer practice, and trying to figure out when I could catch up on some much needed rest.

“Sam, you have cancer” Dr. Kimmel told me with a tone that absorbed all of the energy in me like a black hole. I could feel all the happiness I once had slowly drain from me mentally, and I knew the physical part of me soon would start to fade. My family stood there in complete shock, soon after, my wife fell to her knees and filled the room with tears. My mind was racing, I lost all sense of who I was because I felt as if it didn't matter since I was going to die anyways. I didn't just have cancer, I had stage 4 brain cancer and nothing I could do, or anyone, would fix this. I knew it was bad when the MRI scans showed a massive tumor within my center of my head. My Stereotactic brain biopsy showed the cells were abnormal

Awakened when AV said “Everybody ready?” to the jv group chat, I knew that I wasn’t prepared for what the day had in store me. As we walked into the jv locker room after what was a short drive in Stratford, Texas, we knew that coach had high expectations. After getting all geared up we heard the words that I dreaded “Alright let’s head that way!”, said coach Lovorn. During warm ups the thought of getting hit by upperclassmen was the only thing that crossed my mind. They had once been in my place and taken big hits from upperclassmen before. It was certain that they were looking to do the same thing to us freshmen. After warm ups concluded, it was time for individual offense. The linemen went to the chutes to work on our footwork. Following

Putting me in this situation that I don't like. Getting seductive every sexy white girl I see or something is chasing me. this is a big huge mistake that causes me to be in my lust of nature. That I can't possessive their fears of silence and dishonest myself to be in their handsome favorite heart. This is sick when there are trying to kiss me, the dirty feeling when there are trying to get in my pants, and mind trick gross when they want sex whenever. They want to touch my body so badly and so I let them touch me. It hurt me so much that when they use me has their own sex tool and I let the dark ruin my heart. That makes me be use by them like a sea siren of beauty. Then I push them away so I could inhale and exhale in my life again. It's

Independent , strong, confident , words I wish I could use to describe myself. Growing up; I was raised in Bremerton, Washington. At a young age I learned to be independent, taking care of my younger sister and brother. While my Dad was in and out of prison, along with my Mom not straying far from that same path. At this time in my life I didn't know I needed help, at the age of 5 I thought it was completely normal to live with your grandparents, completely normal to see so much hate between a mother and father , where it was normal to spend more time watching my mom hide the bruises and scars, all while trying to restrain her tears from her kids. At the age of 5 I learned to be independent. Just a year later at the age of 6, my mom changed

When I’m working on something creative, I keep my PC or my phone next to my bed. I seem to have the best ideas when I’m so tired I can’t keep my eyes open. I’ll get up and make notes. I commute a lot and driving seems to promote ideas as well.

We rolled up to our destination, my heart pounding in my chest as I looked around in anticipation My heart rate quickened as we parked our dusty gray colored Toyota wagon. We started strolling down the aisles until my I stopped and pointed, the reddish gold and platinum glimmered as we made our way over to take a closer look. As we got closer my dad was very concerned about what we were getting into. I didn’t care, my stomach had so many butterflies in it you would think there was a nest in it. The sleek aerodynamic body made for nice straight body anyone who had any sort of experience would be impressed by.

There are those who know from birth exactly who they are--chef, lawyer, doctor, gymnast-- and there are those who take a little longer to figure it out. Until very recently, who I was or who I wanted to be was as unclear as it could get. You could say I was one of those cliché teenagers who was longing to "find themselves"; hoping that one day the fog would lift, and my eyes would be opened.

The main thing I notice is the mind-boggling smell of cleanser. My eyes flew open and gradually changed in accordance with the brilliant light coordinated towards my face. "Where am I?" I ponder internally.

Look at me: When i first moved it was to California by a beach.Started unpacking all of a sudden a stranger is at a door saying welcome,i said thank you,then it went from another person over and over and over again so much that are refrigerator was full for 3 weeks.Next day it was the first day of school

As a freshman I know it is important to make goals for myself to get through high school. I must also set goals in my personal life and my career. Setting goals now can help me be what I want to become. With goals I know that I must plan ahead for college and my future career. If I plan ahead now I will be able to turn my dreams into realities.

Unfortunately, I am still looking for a position at the moment. I feel like I targeted my job search too much in the beginning by looking only for academic advising positions in the Western NY region. I did get two on-campus interviews for advising positions in June and July but I did not get an offer. I made it pretty far into the selection process for an SL3 advising position at UB, but they ultimately decided on someone with more experience.

The new beliefs that I want to inherit about myself is that I can do well in school as long as I try and give it my all. I know that I can achieve this successfully if I do what is told. If there is an extra credit opportunity, then I will take it to make sure my grades are where I want them to be. If they are not where I want them to be,then most likely I will end up upset then work towards my goal. Secondly, a new belief that I want to adopt about My Family is that ¨They can get along¨. That may be easy to say, but hard to do. People are not always going to get along, but since it is family, they are all going to have to grow up and become an adult and apologize for all mistakes made. Patience is all it takes for a whole

Where did I put them? I swear I left them on the kitchen table or was it my dresser. I don’t know. They aren’t either of those places and I need to go! Oh, here they are! “Mom, I found my keys! Bye, Love you. See you tonight!”

Who am I? Who am I? A question that I have constantly asked myself . A question that I haven’t found a complete and accurate solution for. Before this mystery is solved, I have already discovered a few personalities of my own. I, Richard Shum, welcome the opportunity to tell you more about myself.