The Object I Carry-Personal Narrative

Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock! There was a knock the door late at night. There was a letter, it was from the manager at the sunny slope apartments. The next morning we opened the letter. It said we were getting evicted. We didn’t know why. But we knew what it meant, we had to move! We were so worried, because we didn’t know where we could move or even worst of all we didn’t know if we were going to have to move a different school. I had been at that school my whole life, and known all of my friends there.

I remember looking for decorations for my room and I saw a canvas with the quote “When you see only one set of footprints in the sand, it was then that he carried you.” I immediately fell in love with it, it has impacted my life tremendously. God carried me through a situation most people would think of as not a big deal, the situation was having to give my dog away. It was really hard and God helped me get through it.

Last year I received the news that my best friend was moving. We have known each other for ten years. We got separated when high school started, we still texted each other frequently. She tried for a whole year to convince her parents to let her transfer to Senior. Finally one day, her mom agreed and her sophomore year she was able to attend Senior. We got lucky and even had a class together, my mom said there wasn’t much of a chance but we got lucky. We had second hour World History together and it was a blast. One day we were sitting in World History, right next to each other of course, when she turned to me and said "Jenna...I'm moving."

I’ve always looked at different objects and never connected to them. It wasn’t until I had received a keyboard that I realized that an object could become something more valuable then just inanimate. A piano has become this sentimental thing to me. Playing the piano with my mother has formed a strong bond between us. Every time I play the piano, it makes the bond between my mother and I stronger. Playing and listening to the piano is a comforting outlet. The music is relaxing. It also has taught me something new. Learning to play the piano takes time and practice. You have to learn about its functions to understand how it works. A piano is considered a musical instrument. Nothing special to it besides that fact that it

I carry my backpack, and it is heavy with books. I carry these books on the lives and details of the living creatures in front of me: the ants, the bugs, the worms. I carry the memories of all that time in my life spent looking at the ground, observing these tiny lives lived mostly underneath pavement. I will never be small enough to go underneath the pavement, so I carry the duty to avoid killing the creatures that can. I carry an odd feeling of kinship with arthropods. I picked it up somewhere when I was small, maybe because I liked feeling gigantic in comparison, and I never removed it, although I have gained perspective. I carry the knowledge now that I am human. Being human means inheriting a legacy of callousness and I

Everything I carry is for memories. The papers, the jewlery, the photos and thoughts, the hope. The thing I’ve carried the longest is my necklace. A thin silver chain with a small amethyst gem. It was given to me on my 16th birthday, really the day after. Right before the Christmas dance. I wear this necklace everday and only take it off when I really need to. My younger cousin comes to visit me and whenever she sees it she calls it a little star. Whenever I get nervous I just hold it and move it up and down along the chain. Of the many things I carry, this necklace is most important to me. Crammed in all the corners of my pockets are silly things, wrappers and receipts, loose change and scrap peices of paper I’m too lazy to throw away. But

My Signature Themes are achiever, arranger, responsibility, input, and significance. Each of these are very significant in defining my strengths and showing me how to best use my strengths in my future. My first strength was achiever and this is representing me as a whole, and is what I use in everyday life. I am a driven person who wants to accomplish many things and I visualize my life as a mountain that I will overcome every day and at the end of every day I will have a beautiful view of what I have accomplished. I use every day in events such as: relentless volunteering, working long hours and everything is done with an impeccable sense of satisfaction after completion. My second and third strengths are arranger and responsibility. These

As a whole, I think my memoir is very truthful. Even though it happened almost a decade ago, I remember it very well because it was a turning point in my life. Everything as I knew it was going to change in an instant; my parents are separated, I’d only see my dad every other week, I’d have two of everything (birthdays, Christmas, etc), and other mental and emotional changes. From beginning to end, my memory is spot-on with this scenario. I wouldn’t have any reason to change it or believe it differently. It made me who I am today. I wouldn’t say I was exaggerating either. I definitely took this better than my brothers did and I have the strongest relationship with my father between my brothers and I. I wrote in first person because I feel like writing in third person doesn’t have the

There I am standing alone at the top of Mount Everest. I have everything I need to go back to the bottom. I don’t use any of it. I am a soldier, and my mission is not complete. Alone, I am still not afraid. Temperature is 28 degrees, but I am not letting it affect my skills. I walk alone through the dark, eerie woods. It has been 32 hours, and I have still not completed my objective. I was sent to assassinate the leader of an military trained group. The group was out here training to intercept signal for a helicopter transporting cargo to an unknown military base in the valley of the mountain Everest. I have intercepted their signal and found out where exactly they were located. I found them, and it wasn’t an easy mission. Many

When you think of Austin, Texas, you think of music, food, and the Capitol. There’s the infamous 6th street, all the barbecue you could ever dream of, and being inside the Capitol is, in fact, incredibly beautiful.

Although you can’t tell by looking at me, if you go know me you would come to find out that there is a lot more chapters in my book then i let on to be. My book is fuller and more complex than most. Over the past fifthteen years i have had a lot of life and mind altering experiences that have changed me and shaped me into the person i am today. One experience in particular that has signifigantly changed my life would have to be when i was going through the sixth and the seventh grade, living in Clovis, California. Also, during this time i was raising two of my younger brothers from my stepmom. The situation in which we were all in wasn’t the best and at times it was very hard to get by. Of course now that we are all out of

In my hands lay an object that appears in the shape of a horse-shoe. I stare at it as if it was a horrible grade on a test. With haste, I barge into the master bedroom with the object in my hands.

For the second quarter, the hardest thing for me personally was the fact that I was moved to a completely different group. A group with which I had no prior experience working with or any knowledge about their thought process and found myself scrambling to get all of the information while trying to make edits on all the different parts to "pull my own weight." I don't think I ever fully overcame this and it can be seen through the quality of my work since I focused more on getting it done rather than making it

This car has been passed down through my family, starting with my eldest cousin in 2001, when it was first purchased. It is a silver Lexus which she learned to drive and then eventually took to college. It was subsequently passed on to her sister, who also learned to drive in it and also took it to college. Then, in 2012, my cousin gave the car to my older sister and last year she gave it to me. All of us learned to drive in this car and it is a piece of our family’s history. While it certainly does have its quirks, such as the blaring humming noise that sporadically comes on with the air conditioning, the doors that have to be manually locked and unlocked and the fact that the key fails to do anything but start the car, it is nice to be connected to other members of my family and to be reminded of them every time I step into the

The most important thing about me—the thing that determines the way I interact with others, view the world, and understand my identity—is that I am a follower of Jesus Christ. I have spent my entire life in Wheaton, Illinois, a small, suburb that values image and success. I am grateful to live in a place with so many opportunities and genuinely caring people, and even more grateful for my parents’ intentional efforts to expose my sisters and I to the world outside the “bubble.” They sent us to public schools where we were able to interact with peers and teachers with different points of view, and they always made travel a priority for our family. We took trips to visit missionaries overseas and welcomed guests from around the world into our