Narrative Essay About Ignorance
Ignorance was such a bliss. As days passed by, I smiled with joy and not a care in the world. Chasing after hares that peeked through the tall green grass while colorful kites flew so high that they seem to touch the white clouds. Everything was calm and quiet like the crystal blue lake, Not once did I see the dark clouds brewing with thunder. The sun hid behind the layers of clouds like the hidden emotions behind a masked smile. The thunder could not silence the echoes of the two fighting voices that clashed. Sitting behind a locked door, I played with dolls and toys imitating on what I thought a normal family was. A sudden trip to California on what I thought to be another vacation became my new home. As ignorant as I was, I settled into
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a new school life without questioning my former elementary school. As maturity came along with age, questions piled one after another. No one had told me why and what had happened. Nobody gave me a clue on why my grandmother was taking over the role of a mother. I didn't even know the name of my father. Why? Am I not wanted? Jealousy stirred inside me as I watched kids holding hand in hand with their parents.
The happy child lifted few feet off the ground by the supporting arms of his parents. Madness started to take over. Tears dropped and words of scorned yelled in the privacy of our house. Desperate to find answers yet troubled to find the right words. The battle for air behind my trapped voice. Selfish reasons turned into rebellious acts, hiding my desperation and fear. What was I thinking? I caused emotional turmoil for us all. My questions continued until seventh grade. A trip back to Oklahoma for the first time in seven years. It's been nine years since I laid eyes on my mother. Oh, how much she has changed. Her energetic and youthful personality has become full of stress and the desire to gather her life together. Five years since I've seen grandfather. I will never forget his face full of tears and his arms shaking as they tightly wrap around my body. The grandfather who was once strong enough to carry me is now weak to the legs. A skinny silver cane supports his weight as he wobbled over. Two faces that I have not seen before are now to be called as my half-sisters. It was a trip of new bonds that shall be created and learning the truth behind the
past.
a new school life without questioning my former elementary school. As maturity came along with age, questions piled one after another. No one had told me why and what had happened. Nobody gave me a clue on why my grandmother was taking over the role of a mother. I didn't even know the name of my father. Why? Am I not wanted? Jealousy stirred inside me as I watched kids holding hand in hand with their parents.
The happy child lifted few feet off the ground by the supporting arms of his parents. Madness started to take over. Tears dropped and words of scorned yelled in the privacy of our house. Desperate to find answers yet troubled to find the right words. The battle for air behind my trapped voice. Selfish reasons turned into rebellious acts, hiding my desperation and fear. What was I thinking? I caused emotional turmoil for us all. My questions continued until seventh grade. A trip back to Oklahoma for the first time in seven years. It's been nine years since I laid eyes on my mother. Oh, how much she has changed. Her energetic and youthful personality has become full of stress and the desire to gather her life together. Five years since I've seen grandfather. I will never forget his face full of tears and his arms shaking as they tightly wrap around my body. The grandfather who was once strong enough to carry me is now weak to the legs. A skinny silver cane supports his weight as he wobbled over. Two faces that I have not seen before are now to be called as my half-sisters. It was a trip of new bonds that shall be created and learning the truth behind the
past.