Personal Narrative: After High School

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We finished that afternoon discussing your plans after high school. We walked down the avenue and eventually made it to the pier, sometimes almost holding hands. “I just hope I make it that far.” You sounded as if you were terminally ill. The thought of you one day being rushed into a hospital with Death readying the cradle instilled me with anxiety. “What?” I asked frightened, slowing my pace.
You must have noticed the grave look on my face because you consequently took my hand and assured, “I’m not dying, Emanuel; don’t worry. I just meant that I applied to UCLA and I invoke divine intervention to convince the administration to accept me.” “Oh.” I gave a sigh relief. “UCLA? Is that not a difficult school to be accepted into?” “Yes, that is why I am … terrified.” “Terrified?” I inquired. You seemed unsure of how you articulated your feelings. “Well, I guess I am more apprehensive. If I do not get accepted … well I guess it won’t be that much of a loss.” “Don’t doubt yourself. It is an incredible school; it would be an honor to walk through those corridors,” I asserted. You stared at me and studied my countenance with precision. “It would, wouldn’t it?" …show more content…
You said you wish you fell in love. Well, in retrospect, I may have appeared to be captivating in your eyes and I may have even instilled you with an urge to love. Thinking about the possibility that you could have had a little curiosity to love me makes me regret how cynical I was. I told you I thought love was Sisyphean, a tedious cycle of breaking up and making up. I may have ruined your perception of love in that moment. That is why you wished you were in love. My apology transcends this material dimension and extends to your distant repose. I am so sorry,

Personal Narrative: After High School

“ Dang, all my money is gone.” is all I can think about as I sit in after school detention. You are probably wondering how I ended up in such a predicament, being broke and in trouble, but this is the story of how my perfect week turned bad, then perfect, then right back bad. It all started at cheer practice Monday afternoon. At practice that day Coach Wanda announced that the 9th-grade cheer team would get to perform with the Senior cheer team Friday night during the football game halftime…

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Personal Narrative: Life After High School

In high school my parents would push me to maintain at least a 3.0 GPA. Upon entering college, I didn’t have that same standard held over my head. Neither one of my parents had attended college, so they didn’t know what should be expected of me other than graduating. It is tough to transition from high school, where I had many people holding me accountable, to college life where I had to hold myself accountable. My mother, father, nor my step father have assisted me financially throughout my college…

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Personal Narrative: Life After High School

had fun, got bored, and got tired of many things. These past twenty-one days were great, but I am glad to be back to school. On December 20th, our school released for Christmas break. This was the beginning of twenty-one days of different feelings, emotions, activities. For the most part, my break was filled with everlasting work that seemed never to end. Though we did get out of school, I was not off the hook from work. Every day from 8:00 a.m. to 6:00 p.m. I still had to live my life in NAPA. Though…

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Personal Narrative: Life After High School

working, smart, athletic, and intelligent student. I would prefer my major accomplishments to include satisfying grades, as well as doing excellent in sports. I want people to be inspired by my accomplishments. Some impacts I want to initiate on the school and even the world are making classrooms better-learning environments and designing buildings and mansions for people as an architect in the future. To me, success looks like doing what you love and being grateful while doing it. If I were to leave…

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Personal Narrative: My Life After High School

It was the summer of 2005 after high school graduation. Myself and two of my high school friends were setting off to the Caribbean without any parents. We had purchased a senior graduation package for the grand trip and the day had finally come. We were a bunch of teenagers girls on the loose. Once in the Bahamas the parties seemed to have started immediately. The air was humid which made it more hot than usual. My friends and I made sure to take advantage of the beach that was not to far from…

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Personal Narrative: My Life After High School

trying to make it through junior high. I had some friends, but not many. My parents were a big part of my life, they would do anything for me. My mother, father, and I would spend time together at the park once a week. We were always smiling and laughing together, that is, until my father was in an accident. This was not an ordinary accident; it was an accident that left my mother and I traumatized for years to come. One autumn morning, just another day at school, I was called into the office. My…

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Personal Narrative: After High School Community College

always attending college working to getting all the top schools of my choice. Well, that because I never knew much about college or how to get into one. My mother had me at 15 years old and did not finish high school; she did however, inquire her GED. Being a child of a teen mom is not easy I was expected to graduate high school by any means necessary however, I wasn’t expected anything more than just that. I tried community college after high school because I knew I need to further my education. I also…

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Personal Narrative: Life After High School Student Life

is graduating from high school and going off to college. While many people every day gets emotional when talking about graduating from high school, cause of all the blood, sweat and tears it took to finish high school. High school has many lasting memories from first dates, sports, and other memorable moments. The people you called classmates, it may be the last time you see these people in your life. While you get may achievements throughout school, graduating from high school is the greatest achievement…

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My Writing Class Analysis

was a writer because I had to write essays in multiple other classes which helped with my organization and detail configuration. When I was in elementary school I would get really ecstatic when I was going to write an interesting narrative with a nice plot, however, I did not get the motivation as the years went by. When I was in middle school I used to write in a journal, because it would help me organize my thoughts. If I was having a bad day and I didn’t really have anyone to talk to I would just…

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Personal Narrative: My First AP English Class

Sooner or later I knew that I was going to be taking IUPUI classes by my Junior year of high school, ever since I was in seventh grade at Crispus Attucks; neighbors of IUPUI. For the reason that Crispus Attucks High School challenges their students academically, I was ahead of the game. Entering my Freshman year of high school without fear, I took my first AP English class with Mr. Dearing, a sophisticated, tall, bald, white man, who fails at being humorous. At this instant, when I stepped into…

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