What Is Mirror Monsters Essay

My transition into high school was as easy as taking a breath. I had always found school quiet easy and I never had to put much effort into getting promising grades. Before high school I had my whole life figured out, or at least I thought I did. I had planned that I would attend a law school or major in English. After a while of being in high school I started to realize many things. My parents did not have the financial stability to send me to a law school, I was not as smart as all the other kids, little by little I began struggling with a negative mentality about myself and my future. I slowly let go of my dream of becoming a lawyer and decided to join the Health Careers Academy. Soon enough, I began to have a deep interest in the medical field but then again I continued to have the same question; how can I afford going to a medical school? I did not know much about college or what it took to get into college. I assumed I just had to have a pretty transcript and that was all it took. My self confidence began to lower as I saw how other students cruised through their high school years so effortlessly. I never wanted to ask for help because I did not want to seem “dumb”. I would bite my tongue and hold in all the unanswered questions I had. My junior year, I was having a very difficult time. I had a tight schedule which consisted of almost all AP or honors courses. I slowly began to give up because I did not believe that I could do it. I let my grades slip failing almost

The poem the Mirror is about beauty standards. She talks about how, as a mirror, she shows exactly what she sees and she tells no lies. The narrator states, “I am not cruel, only truthful.” When the narrator becomes a lake, she can also only show truth and reflection of one’s self. The Mirror represents the truth of who we actually are, even if society has portrayed us as or forced us to be someone else.

My grades were going down beacuse I always got home late from practice. I was so occupied with baseball that I never focused at school. “How can you play if you can’t focus during scool.” This time, my dad said it in a depressed way while walking out of my room. He got tired of raising hs voice. I looked at myself in the mirror and promised to fix myself, day by day, to become an example of being a student athlete. The following day, I took a lot of notes, asked questions, worked with my teachers after school when I needed help, and I never fell asleep before completing all of my homework. Things immediately picked up with my grades and baseball. I still carry out these habits until now. With all the hardships that I have been going throughout my highschool career, my work ethic is still strong. I continue my endeavors to become a star student and an outstanding baseball player, even if my schedule is full. As people had brought me down in the past, I am now grateful of their opinions. I was able to stop slacking on what’s important. I learned that life has given me obstacles so that I would be the prime example of what I promised myself to

After allowing everything controlled me, I was never moved forward. Seeing the situation right now, I regret the fact that I lost the opportunity to study and gain important knowledge from being a student. This is the most overwhelm mistake I could ever do. However, I have been changing the way I view my problems. First, I will put the family situations aside and gradually concentrate on what I have in control. Second, I will visit the counselor for guidance on how to release myself from

It was the beginning of my freshman year of high school and everything was smooth until I began my advanced placement class which began out kind of easy ,but then as the work piled on and got harder I just didn't wanna do it anymore. All my other classes I was doing fine getting a's and b`s, which for me I thought was perfectly fine. I made the cheerleading team , I had a cute boyfriend and I had lots of friends. I was happy- well at least I thought I was happy. Around December I began losing a lot of weight from doing cheer and my grades started falling dramatically. My mom decided to take me out of cheer because I lost about 20 pounds so quickly and I didn't have passing grades. I remember getting so mad at her, but looking back it

Have you ever looked into a mirror and try to look closely to see if it will tell you something about yourself? These two stories are about the mirror, in the sense of who do you want to become as a person. A person who doesn’t care about other people or are you a drum major who wants to make changes, and stand out in a crowd by doing what’s right for the good of other people.

Mirror is a poem that is full of imagery, symbols, and riddles. It is straight-forward enough in the first stanza to be able to detect who the speaker is, but riddled enough in the second stanza to require an interpretation of the purpose, that’s what makes this poem so enticing.

In the story, “The Mirror with Six Faces,” David Glen Larson, demonstrates that everyone has a unique soul that can overwhelm them. In the story, the character, Ruben, believes that he is possessed by an alien because he feels and thinks he is different because he is possessed. “She laughed. ‘Of course, Rubencito. Don’t you recognize it?’ She placed her hand over his and grinned. ‘That’s your soul’ ” (Line 87). In that moment, the reader realizes that Ruben feels different because he feels his soul. What describes the theme of this story is the character, the setting and the tone.

I wanted to apply to the school all my friends were going to, but yet again my parents didn’t let me. I applied to DESA and I quickly got in! My experience there wasn’t the best but it also wasn’t the worst. My sixth grade year was an okay year. In sixth grade I taught everyone who was in my graduating class. I made great connection with each and every one of them. I also made great connection with my entire teacher as well. I like to think that I was all of my teacher favorite students. No matter how much my old school prepared me I wasn’t ready. I stilled made really good grade and kept my GPA up, but for those grades I struggled a lot. My 7th grade year was the worst. A lot of negatively things were going on in my life and I was the same person. Once 8th grade rolled around slowly but surely I started to act like myself again. After these three years, I’m happy that I went to that school. I learned so much not education wise but also life wise. Without the stuff that I went through I wouldn’t be as strong as I am now. I’m very grateful for that

In Frankenstein, written by Mary Shelley, the monster which is created by Victor Frankenstein acts as a mirror to reflect and bring out Victor’s hidden thoughts. In a particular study called Frankenstein – A Critical Study from a Freudian Perspective, it argues that Victor on the surface seems to be a “healthy man” (Johnson 1). In fact, he unconsciously has many dangerous thoughts, and the creation of the monster brings out those thoughts and finally leads to his failure (Johnson 2). In specific, present paper will analysis Victor’s characters by examining his intention and decisions toward the monster he creates, and the paper is intended

Now even if you’re laughing, you should know that there are so many people out there like me. It’s the same as losing a football game at the finals or breaking your leg before a major dance performance. In that case so much energy has been put to achieve a goal and it is the same in this case. The reason this change from a 4.0 to a 3.9 affected me so much was a type of peer pressure and denial. Ever since I started school I have been labeled as someone who shouldn’t fail, and if I ever did people would judge me for it. My peers would say I always got As, but if I ever got a B they would revel in the fact that I made a mistake, and I started believing them. I started obsessing over my grade, pulling all nighters just to perfect a paper or stuff more information into my head for a test. Then I had a head injury and couldn’t learn or think as fast, which caused my 4.0 to slowly change to a 3.9. This had never happened to me before, I could never say I was a straight A student anymore. I grew obsessive over this and I was devastated. I knew that I was at a disadvantage with the head injury, and I didn’t let life go on like I should have. I didn’t understand at the time that this wasn’t a big deal, but now I accept this was just another change I had to overcome and that this wasn’t the end of the world. I will still persevere but a small mistake will not distress me ever

The transition from middle school to high school was difficult for me. I’d gone to very a progressive middle school where the students basically got to choose their own curriculum. I’d never had grades or a standard structure of any kind to measure my academic performance. Saint Mary’s, my high school, is college prep so the teachers move quickly, I am graded on everything, and expectations in general are much higher. For all of ninth grade I felt like I had been tossed into the deep end without knowing how to swim, and my grades reflected that mentality. Summer before tenth grade, I knew I couldn’t continue performing so poorly, so I began to study and to try and get a jump start on the next year’s curriculum. When school started I put much

As I stood motionless in front of the vast mirror, I am entranced by its resemblance to an undisturbed lake. The comparison created a unique elegance about it that one would notice with just a glance. Studying the details of the mirror from the frame to what it captured on the inside, I suddenly spotted a young woman. She had not been there when I began to admire the mirrors imperfect beauty. This intrigued my curiosity as I began to examine the mystery person. By just looking at her I could tell she had a special type of confidence wrapped around her, the type a person can only find when they embrace what makes them who they are. Her skin tone held a hint of gold that complemented her thick dark hair, which ran to her waist in harmonizing curls and waves. The one thing I could not decipher is her ethnicity; anyone who quickly gazed at her would think she was maybe Hispanic or possibly Hawaiian. As I looked deeper into her facial features, I saw through common perception and see that she has a lot more to her than most realize. With every new detail she became more familiar, and was certain I had seen glimpses of her my whole life. In that moment when our eyes met, the mystery about her in the beginning turned into enlightenment. The person reflected within her bright brown eyes was me.

I was once a problematic kid who mixed with bad company and flunk tests. I never thought about what I was going to do the next day, what more when I grew up. Of course when I was younger, I had lots of dreams. I wanted to set up my own company, I wanted to be a teacher, I wanted to be able to drive an airplane and the list went on. But as the years went by, they became less insignificant to me and soon, I forgot every single one of those dreams and goals. I got to a new school and knew friends who smoke and took drugs. My grades started dropping from “A” to fails. But I did not care. I could not be bothered by then. I went partying every night and got home drunk. What was the point of studying? My parents are

The reflection in a mirror changes the instant life does, it blinks so fast that you can’t catch it, it stares only when you look at it, and turns its back on you the moment you do. The mirror only holds life when someone stands before it, without oneself it serves no purpose, its one and only purpose was to tell you, through reflection, what you look like. Without having the little lies or falsehoods that those nearest you tend to tell you about the way you look.