Short Story Essay : The Story Of My Life

Though my experiences 5th grade was amazing and I loved going to Biztown. It was school still, so we did have to work hard and sometimes it felt overwhelming but when I look back on it now it feels like the school year breezed by. During the beginning of the school year I was nervous because even though many people I knew would be in my class, I was worried if I would find my place. Because even though some people don’t want to say so people do have “groups”. So for the first day it’s a day to kinda give impressions. Like the teachers pet,class clown,the smart kid,and etcetera.Though the year I did eventually find my place and had made amazing friends while doing so.Although I did have my fair share of drama but it didn’t bother me as much

My most vivid memory of intermediate school, was walking on the red carpet on the first day of fifth grade. At the time, I felt so grown up and mature. Come to realize, I was only ten years old. On the first day, I was so nervous to meet all of the new people that were coming from other elementary schools. Looking back, I shouldn't have been so nervous because I’m sure all of the other kids felt the same way. During those years, I met countless friends including Jayden, Makayla, Ali, Ally, Emily and so many others that I would still consider my friends.

To some parents, teenagers may seem like aliens because they don’t understand them. In reality, the world deals with communicating with the unknown, this happens with languages and miscommunication between parents and children. In the story, Louise deals with trying to understand the heptapods language trying to communicte with her daughter. In The Story of Your Life, Ted Chiang uses imagery to help support the theme “Communication with the unknown”.

School wasn’t always the easiest thing, and I did get in trouble when I was younger for speaking to seat partners, or reading during lessons, but my thirst to learn new exciting things remained and was never completely satiated. When I was 9, I was called into the guidance counselor's office to take a test. After my results came back, there was a a meeting between my teacher, my parents, myself, a teacher I had met a few times during mathletes practice, and a few other school officials. I didn’t really understand what was going on, just that the table we were sat at was the biggest my young eyes had ever seen, and that I was to be starting some sort of Program for Academically Talented

The summer quickly came to an end, and it was already the first day of school. I already knew this year was going to be better than kindergarten just by meeting my teacher and seeing the friends in my class. My teacher was the sweetest lady you would ever meet. She genuinely cared about each and every one of her students. This was my oldest sister's senior year and my other sister’s seventh grade year. This was also the year that my parents told us we were moving to Pea

I finally reached a point where I felt I needed to rest, or get an idea of where I had

I don’t remember much about my first two years of school; matter of fact the only thing I do remember is what my parents have told me. I do, however remember sitting helpless, lost in my own world as I watched the others in the classroom scream with excitement as they recited the ABC’s and sang songs while sitting on a large rug. I giggled and laughed along with them, somewhat mimicking them. I recall my teacher, many times, redirecting my attention to the lesson. I wasn’t a bit interested in anything outside playtime; or of course lunch.

I was born on March 11th 2004 at mission hospital in Asheville. As a kid I played soccer and in my opinion I was amazing at it. Me and my friend Damon were on the same team and we were the best. When I was in Pre-K I was popular and everyone loved me. We found woodchips that looked like keys, I had a big crush on one girl so I gave her lots of wood keys. Then first grade came and I was ecstatic waiting for the next adventure. But I couldn't remember what happened in first grade. The only this I remembered was with my friend Emma when she turned around so I sat down and she couldn't find me. Second grade came around the corner fast but I am just guessing that because I can't really remember. I was in Ms. Cashs class with a cool loft in the room. Ms. Cash was the teacher of my other

It’s February 12th, a cold, snowy day. I run into my mom’s room because I heard her scream. When I get there I see her on her back in pain. I’m dumfounded, I just there paralyzed, until I hear her say

"Since we are already passing through, let's go to Owen and Laura Beth's," my dad stated.

“Mom, my stomach hurts,” I whined to my Mother for about the tenth time. “MOOOOOOOOOM!” I yelled in a whisper sort of way. I was sitting with my Mom, Dad, and brother watching a play in a vast theatre with only about a fourth of the seats taken. We were on a Disney cruise, and I was still in awe that I couldn’t feel the boat rocking. My Mom finally decided to have us exit the theatre and leave the dazzling princesses with brightly colored dresses and fake crowns behind.

As if he read my mind he grabbed my hand. I looked up at him surprised.

Tragic accidents can break families apart, or sometimes, bring them together. Tragic accidents are heartbreaking, and it makes you feel as though your heart will never heal from it. However for me, the tragic accident of my uncle dying, made me realize that life is too short, and it made me become the best student I had even been.

As the years of elementary school passed by, the school day became easier, but the anxiety still

This explains the beginning of my life all the way to the end of my life. My life from the beginning was very fun as I grew up living with my mom’s friend and my friend. But there were a lot of fights and I was very hyper back then. I have ADHD so back then when I was little; I was very hyper and wouldn't stop moving around the place. I always was annoying back then and never seemed to get my homework done at school.