After so many short and failed partnerships, I began to think there was a problem.…
She took a whiff of it and savored its scent, for nothing lasted forever. Soon she would have to set aside the cloth and never experience its calming fragrance ever again. The memories with it, however, she would possess until the day she died.…
“To one who has faith, no explanation is necessary. To one without faith, no explanation is possible.”…
I felt this sense of fear, but I knew it was just nervousness. It caused my whole body to tremble. I creeped onto the field and pass by the fifty girls and all of the coaches. Just me walking by everyone gave me this ginormous knot in my stomach, it made me feel like I was going to pass out right on the field. I was breathing heavy, like I just ran a marathon. I was beyond nervous just to be the new girl on the field. I was scared of what the girls thought of me, and how the coaches thought I would play and adapt to the sport. I had never even picked up a lacrosse stick and the girls were passing, catching and shooting on goal: how does a new player get to there if they were two week late into the season? I was terrified I would never get to the level of the rest of the team.…
The first time in my life that I ever experienced true anger and fear was in the sixth grade. A little before Thanksgiving Break, I was diagnosed with malignant melanoma, a type of skin cancer, in my lower back. I had a mole there that was removed earlier that year, and the test results on it had come back positive. I did not find out until later, but when my mom sat me down across from her to talk, I knew something was wrong. It was then that she told me what was going on, and I broke down in tears. I had never experienced fear such as I did then.…
The first of the six life events that have had a profound effect on me is the the death of my younger sister, Pam. She was two, and I was four. I do not recall all the details, but I do recall the day she passed, my mother’s reaction and my sister’s funeral. I remember touching her leg, it was cold, and I was very sad. She was wearing a blue dress, with a black ribbon. The second event is the first time I witnessed my father physically and verbally abusing my mother, I was five. I was terrified, and did not know what to do. I told no one. Although I loved my father, I never looked at him the same. The third event is the realization at the age of four, in kindergarten that I was different from the other that students in my class. I was the…
It was a perfectly normal Saturday night, until I sat on the couch. I expected to enjoy a funny movie with my dad, but instead I got a trip to the hospital. I sat on the couch, and then I felt a sting in my elbow. At first, it felt like I got a shot at the doctor, but it slowly got worse, and felt more like a knife slicing into my elbow. I winced and sprung up from the couch. I squinted and my eyes scanned the spot where I just sat down. Aha, I thought. There was a small piece of plastic, and it looked like it broke off from a container.…
A peak moment in my life is the poetry slam the creative writing class held last year in the Little Theatre. I’ve never been confident in my writing or art and always talked down on myself about how I will never be good enough. Even with my lack of confidence Ewing convinced me to get on stage and read something. I was terrified of reading my writing in front of a sea of faces every hour, but it really wasn’t that bad. I grew more confident with my writing every time I read and I made it to the finals in the competition when I never thought I’d make it past the first round. That whole experience really help shaped me to becoming a strong, confident person.…
As soon as I sat down on the tube, I thought to myself “ I’m totally going to wipe out.” We were about 100 feet out from our campsite. Right when we started we went about twenty miles an hour and the tube jerked so hard I thought I got whiplash. We were being thrown around so much that we were almost never in the wake our boat left behind. As we flew out to the right, I put my hand up to my neck and moved it back and forth, indicating the to driver that I needed to stop. Everybody told the driver and he was about to stop but then my cousin (Sabastian) put his hands up and then it was game on from there.…
Multiple significant events occurred when I was five years old. At this time, I was a kindergartner at Hidden Trails Elementary School in Chino Hills. We had about 20 students in our class and I was #18, since we were lined up in alphabetical order. Before we ever got into our school materials, we were asked one by one to come by our teacher’s desk to answer one question: what do you want to become when you grow up? This question seemed a little too soon to ask, but I had my mind set on what I wanted to become: a doctor. I always have had the compassion to love others and the desire to help people in need – little or small deeds. I wanted to do something in the future where I am able to take care and assist the sick ones. This was my…
Since I was eight years old my family has always had a boat. From fishing, tubing, hunting and just cruising we did it all. My Dad’s first boat, Nitro 189 Fish and Ski, was the light of my life. Since the day he got it I was his first mate. Helping him with everything cleaning, stocking and repairing. I took great interest and pride into that boat, more than my dad at times, which motivated me to get my boaters license and learned how to work on marine engines before I was 14.…
I don’t typically like talking about this moment but it was the scariest moment. In 7th grade we had a system where if you were late to a class twice you would get lunch detention. My locker was always farther away from my social studies class so it wasn’t too odd for me to be late so I ended getting lunch detention. The way it was set up was the lunch detention tables were isolated from the rest. It was my first any kind of detention so I wasn’t exactly sure what to do I grabbed my lunch and sat in the only open seat next to a kid who wore a baggy black hoodie and had short cut brown hair that swooped to one side. Now I have a little bit of social anxiety and don’t like being places with new people im the friend…
I need to write down my confession. Not the story I told the my lawyer, the judge, the jury or even my own family. It's nothing like the embellished slander written in the headlines. No, I need to confess the truth. The real story of why I'm serving life.…
I remember waking up on the cold, hard ground having no clue where I was. The only thing I knew was that the pain I was enduring was unbearable. I asked myself, “What the heck am I doing here?!” I slowly looked around and saw a blurred version of my cul de sac. My head started to pound like the rhythm of a clock, gradually speeding up. I attempted to stand up, but the pain was too much. I glanced at my knee… it looked like a waterfall of blood.…
On the surface you could probably say this what happened shouldn't be that big of a deal, and you’re probably right. But what happened changed me and there is nothing that you can really say about that.…