Personal Narrative: Georgia Prisons

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At eight years old I had the bland, bare colors of Georgia prisons etched into my memory. I knew the sights and sounds of prisons better than I knew the layout of my school’s playground. They were all the same. Gray doors and white walls dirtied with bloodstains, handprints, or the grime of despair. The hallways produced a deep echo, which caused me to whisper when I felt like screaming. My heart would ache as I watched the guards take off my father’s shackles. He didn’t say much during the visits. I didn’t say much either. I would study his face as we sat across from each other. I memorized his mannerism. I carved him into my memory. When I was 20 years old I saw my father outside of prison for the first time in my life. His features were …show more content…
He wanted to be closer to me and I wanted to cling to the distance that I'd known for my entire life. My father died two weeks before I was scheduled to shoot my first short film Blackface. Months prior to shooting the film I’d won a student film pitch competition. After, winning the competition I excitedly called everyone except my father. When I was chosen from a group of my peers to direct my short film I called everyone except my father. When my crowd funding campaign launched I contacted everyone except my father. When my mother told me he'd passed I realized I didn't give him a chance to be the father he wanted to …show more content…
A chance. I want to tell intimate, character-driven stories that reflect the most complex feelings and emotions of the human condition. I want to tell stories that reflect our society through socially conscious films. I want to tell stories that cause African-American people to be seen as layered, complex characters instead of archetypes. I believe USC will give me my best chance to become a storyteller. USC will prepare me for an industry where technical proficiency and artistic ability must be synonymous. I’m sure there will be thousands of other applicants that might be better than me. There will be some applicants that are smarter than me; there will be other applicants that have more experience than I have. I completely understand that. But if I am simply given a chance I promise you will not find a student that will work harder than I will work. If I am granted the opportunity to be a student in your program I will possess the same determination as my father. I will give USC all I have as an artist and a student. Your time will not be wasted if I am chosen. With the skills I will attain, you will receive a return on your investment. If I am simply given a chance I will make the most out of the