Marine Corps Personal Narrative

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There are more bad than good memories that I've accumulated so far, but I want to tell you about one that I think is the substratum of me. When I was 17 I didn't have a plan for life, my parents couldn't afford for me to go to college. We weren’t poor or anything, but my two younger sisters were still living under their roof and I was going to be graduating soon and had no plan whatsoever. Then one day during lunch the Marine Corps had sent a recruiter to my school to give kids another option in life. I blew him off the first day he talked to me and I didn’t think about it for the rest of the day. But that night I was staring at my ceiling and was bored with life and then I was thinking about what it would be like joining the military and I felt like I swallowed a piece of ice and it was stuck in my chest for a split second before melting. …show more content…
I couldn't be mad at her, we were still in war against terrorism in Afghanistan. But for some reason I was, when she told me I couldn't I crushed my phone and told her I can when I'm eighteen. A couple of months after I signed up my mother and I stopped being mad at each other and she was becoming prouder to be a "Marine Mom" so to speak. She never stopped being scared throughout my time in the service, but she was becoming tolerant of the fact I was in danger twenty-four seven. During my graduation ceremony they called out all the seniors who were going in the military and when they said my name I felt a pride I never