Personal Narrative: My Life In Virginia Beach

I’m from the decent suburbs of interlocked communities that would be willing to help each other in time of need. I’m from the splash and whish below me as the scent of Ocean breeze carries me across the endless Golden Gate Bridge. I’m from the cheerful sound of conversation littering the atmosphere and giving joy to any Californian that comes across it. All the sorrowful yet friendly goodbyes helped my family and I overcome our fears of starting new lives in Virginia Beach.

I’m from an artistic, loving sister and father who both have a thriving passion for art and the origin behind it. All the shapes and forms begin to come together and create a spectacular display of color, shading, but most of all, imagination. I’m from an amazing mom who would be willing to help me during any obstacle that I face, and a four-legged furry friend that always shows his love by gently wagging his tail and breathing heavily. I’m from both serious and comedic family conversations, yet despite all of this, I love
I’m from all the herbal yet effective remedies that my eastern ancestors have perfected over the course of centuries. I’m from all the independently standing food booths that when together, form long, straight rows that cover an entire side of a street. I’m from representing my asian heritage and being proud that I was born this way.

I’m from learning opportunities that also serve as a meeting place for all my friends to socialize as we fill our our minds with valuable knowledge. I’m from reluctantly doing my homework knowing that it is essential for me to have an excellent education. The warm-hearted teachers greet me as I walk to my locker, preparing myself for another day of diligent learning. I’m from the numerous school events with appetizing food and bright faces everywhere you glance. I’m from forever lasting opportunities, and anything that the world puts ahead of