Wrlower's Autobiography

Life as a child was really rough,. When I was about 9 years old, my mother would abuse me for completely nothing. eEverything I did was wrong. If I didn’t never eat all my food, I would get slapped,. if I didn’t never do my homework, iI would get slapped. Taking care of my siblings was hard enough and iI was slacking on my school work because I hadve so much to do at home. All I ever did was stay home, watch kids, clean house, and make dinner. I was the oldest, so I didn’t really have a choice but to do all those things because my mother was a druggie. During my teenage years, it got a little better because my mother she had a job,. sShe was going to gonna graduate soon and her siblings wereas doing pretty good in school, Uuntil one day she woke up to people knocking on the door. sShe yelled “Hold on i’m coming.”

10 days later, the doctors tell me my recovery has finished, my mother and I walk out the hospital. I ask my mother “What are we going to do?” She answers “Let us find a place to sleep.” But her eyes look so sad and miserable.

My mom burst through the door telling me to wake up.(sv) I pick up my phone and see that it's 5:30 in the morning, I get up. I gather my belongings while listening to music. My mom hurries me, telling me that we need to go. I ask my mother where we're going & she says Oklahoma.I got in the car by 6 a.m. I put My seatbelt on and went straight to sleep (svv). Of course, My mom had her music all the way up so I didn’t get enough sleep. Our first stop was at a gas station to go to the restroom, I woke up and wasn’t feeling good at all, my nose was stuffed, my eyes were watery, my voice was kind of going away, and my face just looks terrible. My mom comes back into the car and says:

Imagine what life would be like having a shot every day to control a person’s sugar level.Mr.Whisler is sixty-one years old and he retired from Bryan middle school. He was a science teacher.Mr.Whisler likes to travel, he has a wife, has 2 adult sons, and he also does photography. Mr. Whisler is a person with Diabetes and he has a story that is inspiring. Type one Diabetes is a lifelong illness that requires daily treatment.

We drove for what seemed hours to my six year old self. When we arrived in the parking lot of the hospital, which I can never remember the name of, he told us why we were there. Lauren threw a fit, screaming and crying like someone was hurting her. She shouted “I never wanted him”. I believe that is still to this day the biggest lie she has ever told. We walked up to the big glass hospital doors, and straight through them to the elevator. I waited and waited for what seemed forever until the big silver doors opened, and my dad showed us which way to go. We walked past room after room listening to the crying and sometimes laughter. Finally, we got to the right room and we walked in. There sat my mother on a hospital bed. She didn’t seem hurt or in pain, but they said it was happening fast. At one point my mother’s father (Poppy) took us down to the cafe, and all I remember is that hospitals have very good spaghetti. My Poppy got a phone call and all of the sudden we were on the move, going through the halls like there was a fire we were trying to escape from. When we got back to my mother’s hospital room, everyone looked so upset; their faces, eyes and cheeks were red and

Richard Wurmbrand had an inspiring story. I was encouraged by his courage and his wisdom. The first thing thing that I was intrigued by was his story about him being an atheist. He would have talks to himself about how he had resistible feeling to churches. All he seemed to be searching for was that their was this great love in the center of the universe. When he continued to talk about this, it got me reflecting on my own life. Being a christian, I am promised the Holy Spirit and this love. I have this love and I don’t realize that there are people out there that claim to be atheist, but in all reality they just need to be loved on. I always have this natural judgement of atheist that if I was to ever go up to them and tell them about Jesus

We don’t exactly know what we’re doing. No clue. As soon as we walk out the door we are goners but that doesn’t matter. I got my “map”, if you could call it that, in one hand and a tree branch in the other, waiting for. Maybe I had to much to drink. Or too little. Either way, I’m not ready for this to happen.

The urge to be surrounded by cars started early in my life. Every saturday night I was in the stands watching my dad and great uncle race around the track fighting for a win. The thunder of the cars flying by, the smell of burning alcohol and hot mud. What little boy wouldn’t think that was the coolest thing to do on a saturday night. Early on my life was revolving around cars and engines. Even from before I spit out my first word, the itch to be a car nut got to me.

Life is a precious gift that anyone should appreciate. The irony of life is that a person never knows when it is his/her last day. Solomon

I woke up to my mom soft rapping on my door getting up dressed in my baby blue boxers and open the door as I wipe my eyes stretching as I ask her what she needs. She tells

When I was a little girl, I would pretend that I was a nurse or even a doctor. I treated my teddy bears as if they were my patients from the doctor’s office, I would bandage up their broken legs and make sure they were not sick. When my mom was getting sick, I was helping my sister take care of our mother. Then, I started to take care of my mom by myself, because my sister had to do a lot of runs. Every day I came home from school, I would go and make sure my mom was okay. I would make sure she is taking her medications and even make sure she walks regularly. My mom was getting sicker and sicker, I didn’t know what to do, and my

Life can be extremely difficult, sad, and hard to endure at times, but even on our worst days we must always find the good. Steve Jobs was told some news that no one wishes to hear in their lifetime, and yet even after hearing it really made him realize how valuable life is. No one wants to die, yet it is an inevitable ending to all our lives. Live every moment as is it were your last, appreciate every good and bad day, live the life you dream of; it will be the only one you

The quote “Life is Tough, My Darling, But So Are You” hits home with me for several reasons. For starters, I’m often scared to try new and exciting challenges due to my lack of confidence in succeeding. If I fail at a challenge or I’m not successful, I don’t want to continue with the challenge or opportunity. I absolutely don’t like to fail. I can relate to this quote because it expresses that life is going to be challenging and difficult at times.

I love to play sports; The first sport I love to play is football,because it toughens me up,learn a lot of plays,and I get to tackle everyone who gets in my way. The second sport I love is track,because I don’t love nothing more than running and running increases my stamina.One of the best reasons I like about running is that I beat everyone who faces me. My last sport that I love so much

When I reflect on everything that has happened thus far in my lifetime, I am amazed at how far I have come. I was born on May 31st, 1998. My mom was in college when she had me, and my father worked two jobs to support the family. They worked incredibly hard to make sure that I had a good and comfortable life. They never gave up, even when they were loaded with their many responsibilities, because they cared so much for me and my future. I truly admire them for that. They instilled the value of preserving, and never giving up, no matter how tough your challenges in life are. This value is very important to me, and I believe that I would not be where I am today if I didn’t stay true to this value. This value has been especially important when I have had to deal with severe anxiety.