Personal Narrative: My Life As A High School Student

As a high school student, I have to put much thought into the future. I was born in Guatemala, but I was raised in Baton Rouge, Louisiana all my life. We came from a very poor place where we had nothing, education was low, crime was high, and food was scarce. When we first came here we honestly didn’t have much. My Mother and I didn’t know English but at the time I was only 3 years old. My mother was carrying my sister so it was very tough at the time for her to find a job because she was expecting to have her very soon. We met with my Grandmother who decided that she wanted to help us until my mom could be stable enough to take care of us on her own. My mother Elizabeth had a degree in Law. She didn’t know English so it was a big problem for her to find a
We were basically new to this country so there was not much we could do as we started off with nothing. 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th grade year I was an amazing student 4.0 with good conduct but not all great achievements last for long. I went down a very dark road as kids started getting to me, the more I was bullied the more my conduct started changing because I started realizing that if I didn’t change the way I acted then I would be bullied for the rest of my school career. I entered Middle school not such a great student I was still very knowledgeable of everything I did. I refused to do a lot of work but I was an amazing student even if I didn’t do much and people didn’t realize I excelled at math and science those were my 2 favorite subjects. My entire middle school experience was terrible because no matter what I did I couldn’t change anything the bullying and my behavior. Well, I entered high school August 2013 where I had to choose 2 paths. Do I want to go the correct direction to my future? Or do I just want to try to fit in? Well, again I made the dumbest choice of my life. I went through the middle when I should have just gone towards the light, the light being the correct path to