Personal Essay : My Story : A Story Of My Life

I did not realise at the time but my step father was growing anger towards me and my siblings. This caused a lot of tension between my mother and stepfather. Then one night he just got so angry that he hit my mother. She was so distraught that she had no idea what to do. I took the liberty of calling the police so that I could protect my brother and sister. From this experience I was able to learn how to stand up for myself and be very independent. I gained the ability to know that it is okay to do the right thing even if it will make some people not like you or if it will destroy a

I was ten, the most terrifying event I had been through was riding the little dragon roller coaster at the fair, but that night changed it all. The fear that started in my head spread like wildfire to the rest of my body from the tips of my fingers to the bottoms of my toes. My heart was racing so fast that it could have beat Usain Bolt in a 100m dash. Stop, drop and roll, three steps that should have come naturally, but instead I froze, looked down at my yellow and black checkered flannel in complete terror, fearing for my life.

It hurts. My bright red bruises under the light were buzzing from the pain. The yelling and arguing were muffled by my loud sobs. Why did this have to happen to me? I was just a kid, I didn’t do anything! Stomp stomp stomp. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. He found me and yelled into my ears even more. I was called ugly, fat, disgusting, useless, girly, weak. The words ringed in my ears as I asked myself once again, why? I was like a slave, I couldn’t defend myself, I had to survive the beatings. I succumbed to the insults and descended into chaos.

My father’s alcoholic. I’m not someone who gets a kick out of pity so I won’t dwell on this too much, but my dad was a rougher parent then most and he would lash out at me. I faced things that I shouldn’t have as a kid. As I got older I understood that this wasn’t normal and I took a greater control of my life. I have worked to create a life that I control now but having to comprehend the failures of adults around me is lesson that I cannot forget.

I had always assumed that my legs were strong and that I had decent muscle control, however, this thought was proven wrong at the beginning of my junior year in high school due to a detrimental injury. It was the first game of fall league for basketball, and within the first five minutes I had succumbed to an injury. Tearing my ACL and Meniscus has taught me to continue improving on my strength, not let this one injury keep me down, and to keep a positive mindset.

Have you ever felt so nervous in your life that your mind ached with anxiety. It was the final race in my seventh grade track season, but little did I know my anxiety became the least of my worries.

What is your story? What kind of challenges did you overcome? There are things that happened to me that not many people really know about, I was abused by my older sister when I was a young child. But that didn’t make me a bad person, it made me a better one. I treat people with respect and kindness, I help my family with the things they need, and I take care of my brother. I still always make time for myself, to draw, to write, for anything really. But I wouldn’t be the same person I am today if these things didn’t happen.

Throughout our lives, we experience situations that can undoubtedly challenge our lives. These experiences can have outcomes that are not in our favor, but teach us crucial lessons. In my case, almost a year ago I lost someone who unquestionably had a vast impact on my life. My uncle Sal was taken from me unexpectedly. That day took a major toll on myself and my entire family. However, such an event served as the gate for me to see they type of person I am.

I am Matt Valerio, a 9th grader at The Hill School in Pottstown, PA. I am 14 years old and love to play hockey, lacrosse, and golf. I would like to be a freelance writer for you because I love to write and would enjoy writing for ABC Journal. I love to write in my free time. I intend to write about sports; I play Hockey, Lacrosse, and golf. However, I do not see many articles about lacrosse, so I would like to get the people of Townville, PA excited about lacrosse. I would mostly write about nonfiction due to the sports I like to write about. My strengths as a writer would probably include most of my vocabulary and the fact that I am passionate about my topics I write about. I would include my Room for Debate essay because it shows

In telling your story, we hope to make people understand that there is good in everyone. People make mistakes, but it is how they handle their mistake that defines the person they are.

He sat in the lobby of his dorm as soon as he realized he would have to pull an all-nighter in order to finish his books. His roommate, Joey, liked to get to bed early, so he packed up everything he thought he would need and went downstairs to read . . . and read . . . and read some more.

Her story has impacted my life, wanting to do more to change lives. To this day I participate in events to help the fight against cancer and I proudly wear my gray ribbon pin knowing she is by my side. All my grandmother was doing was living a fulfilling life. To me she made a  meaningful influence without any recognition. She encouraged me to be more active, to be kind, and have a great love for the people around me. That would be my one regret is not letting the people in my life know how much they mean to me. If I had the opportunity, I would tell her how much she changed me for the

I never really thought about where my life was going. I always believed life took me where I wanted to go, I never thought that I was the one who took myself were I wanted to go. Once I entered high school I changed the way I thought. This is why I chose to go to college. I believe that college will give me the keys to unlock the doors of life. This way I can choose for myself where I go instead of someone choosing for me.

Then the 134 arrived. I got on, showed my pass to the bus driver and

This explains the beginning of my life all the way to the end of my life. My life from the beginning was very fun as I grew up living with my mom’s friend and my friend. But there were a lot of fights and I was very hyper back then. I have ADHD so back then when I was little; I was very hyper and wouldn't stop moving around the place. I always was annoying back then and never seemed to get my homework done at school.