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The Importance Of Life In My Life

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I was blessed with a happy childhood filled with good memories and a supporting group of family ,friends and teachers. However, by the time I was thirteen, I had constantly been getting into trouble in school and at home. I would get into unnecessary fights both on the playground and off. Texting has become the note-passing of twenty-First-century bullies and this was the way people treated me. At home, I would get into conflict with my parents because of the sad news of my grades. They cared about my future, but I didn’t. Growing up with an older brother who constantly did well in school made me feel inferior, isolated and lonely. It felt like my parents believed he would succeed, but that I wouldn't. Similar to the animated television series “Tom and Jerry” my parents would see my brother as Jerry, the innocent one, and me as Tom, the big cruel one. One day something inside of me broke. I looked myself in the mirror and watched something else, something more. I realized that no one notices your tears, no one notices your sadness, no one notices your pain, but they all notice your mistakes. As a result of my attitude, I lost good relationships and memories that I thought couldn’t be replaced. I believed nobody could help me. I was an avalanche that devoured anything standing in its way. Throughout my life I had always been athletic and doing sports has always been something that helped me cope with the problems I faced.But on March 17th,2015 4:30 Pm at Cornell

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