Senior Project Narrative Essay

Hello Everyone, my name is Jessica. I have been attending FSW for three years. After about a year of attending FSW, I discovered the paralegal program and have loved it ever since. I currently work as an assistant manager at Dollar Tree but desire to be a paralegal in the near future. I’m excited to learn even more about the legal field throughout this class.

As you get older, people expect more of you, just as Esperanza has had to do. Think about a new responsibility that you have taken on in the past year. What were some of the challenges you faced as you assumed this new responsibility, and how did you deal with those difficulties? Write a story to show what it was like to take on a new responsibility, and reflect on what you learned from this experience. Be sure to use descriptive details to show what this experience means to you.

War. It is what destroyed earth as we knew it. Mostly everyone in the USA was told to go to war against Canada in 2186. Children were left as orphans. I was one of those children. I never knew my parents. Never will know who they were.

I was quite young when my mum sat me down with my sister and told us we were going to be moving countries and live in Scotland. Quite honestly, I did not have a clue where Scotland was or what it was like…but I had high hopes it was a place so exceptional and unusual that I could ride a kangaroo to school and I’d live in a desert or right next to a beach. Basically, I hoped we were moving to Australia but, to my frustration, my bubble of imagination was quickly popped as my mum described it as, “nearly identical to Poland, but better and colder”. I had mixed feelings about it as I couldn’t really understand why we were moving but I trusted my mum in making the right decision as I couldn't really comprehend just how much that decision would

The color of the bright orange paper on my door captured my eyes as it waved in the wind. The eviction notice was scheduled for Monday, December 14th, 2008 two days before my ninth birthday. It wasn't my place to worry, so I handed it to my mother and continued on with my day. No one spoke about the notice for three days. On the afternoon of the 14th I got off the bus and saw our belongings outside the apartment.,It was at that moment I knew that the orange paper was something to have been worried about. We left eight years of memories behind in that apartment and built two months of new memories in a shelter.

“Hey boys! Let’s go pick up trash around the park!” During dog walks around our local park, my family and I had noticed an accumulating amount of trash scattered around the park, making it look like “No Man’s Land”. Cigarette butts littered the ground like bullet cartridges and broken bottles were strategically arranged like barbed wire. My dad thought we had a responsibility to help our neighborhood, so he drafted my brother and me to pick up trash, yet the responses he heard were not from patriotic soldiers but from ungrateful eighth graders:

Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep.. My eyes shot open. Today was the day. Today was the day I would finally get the promotion I deserved. My presentation was flawless, nothing could go wrong! Lets just hope my overly annoying boss and his peculiar little assistent thought so too! I reached over and hit the button to turn the surround sound off on my alarm. Nothing happened. I hit it again. The stupid clock changed from beeps to smooth jazz!!! Great! I just love hearing the mind numbing sounds of jazz to the tune of never ending boredom! I hopped out of bed and the motion activated lights hummed on, growing slowly as not to startle me. Then, BAMB! The bright lights burston nearly blinding me! What is happening today? Do I need to call the smarthome

Tyler and Sam grew up together as neighbors and have known each other since they were little kids. Tyler was older than Sam, but only by two months and twenty-nine days. Tyler and Sam did everything together, including riding bikes, homework, and even talked about what it would be like to be all grown up and married with kids of their own. They both made a pact to name their first born after one another. They did not know what would happen if the baby came out to be a girl because they were too young back then to know where babies came from.

I was barely eleven years old, and almost in middle school when my parents decided I could have my own room. Until this day, I still suppose it was because I would be coming out of elementary school and needed to start learning what it meant to hold responsibility with my newfound independence. Little did I know that by taking the smallest bedroom in our house, I would learn a lesson far greater than my parents or even myself would have expected.

The Ponyville weather team struggled with weather patrol duties when Rainbow Dash took an outstanding vacation from work. Although they cleared most of the rain clouds from the morning’s rainfall, a few scattered clouds hung over Ponyville, but the sun remained dominate with its sunlight shinning on the land. Despite Rainbow being on her well-deserved vacation—considering that she would often be left with most of the work load through insurmountable excuses of either sickness or lateness from her co-workers—she had the heart to quickly assist her team; after all, she was their captain.

“Where are you from?” Lincoln finally said waving his arms around. Milyn had finished her meal in rapid fashion but looked oddly at him.

think we already found him." He looked past Xion and Roxas. "Saïx you can come out now! Your game of hide 'n' seek is over."

High school, is arguably some of of the most important years in a child’s life. Many of us have different backgrounds, stories, or experiences that have shaped who we are today. Some stories are dramatic, tragic, depressing. Most stories are exciting and fun! Sadly, my experience falls under the first category, tragic and dramatic. That isn’t always a bad thing though, sometimes it takes a lot to shape someone into who they are today, even if it has to wreck their life for a few 6 weeks.

Every morning I wake up and walk the long twenty minutes through the lower east side to the upper east side of New York to my job as a criminal defense lawyer which I was graciously given by my father, one of the two partners of the firm. Straight out of law school, I was given a job at the top rated law firms in New York. Personally I think that there were more qualified graduates that are more skilled than me that should’ve gotten the job, but I had no other options and I started my work with high hopes of success. I intend not to exaggerate, but I have been experiencing many struggles since finishing high school regarding starting my life that I was mentally not prepared to take on. I use the long walk to work to attempt to ease my thoughts before taking on new cases or winning old ones.

There’s something about helping someone that brings immense joy to yourself and others. Whether it is complimenting someone, performing a kind act, or even saving someone’s life, there are endless ways to be present for people who are in need of help. My dream is to carry on this feeling of joy into my life’s work by being of assistance to others.