I Am An Only Child

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I was born and raised in Waco, Texas. I am an only child, therefore people tend to get the stereotypical impression that I am spoiled, but I disagree. I was raised to put others before myself and be considerate of their feelings. I was taught to always be happy and to not let anything or anybody bring me down and always have a positive view towards everything. Your point of view towards life says a lot about the person you are. I have always been very optimistic; I tend to see the good in everything and everybody. I believe that no matter what you are going through in life, there is always something good around the corner. This mindset impacts my behavior in a good way, it has helped me be very well aware of who I am and I believe this has allowed me to establish a strong foundation towards who I want to become. Many people have asked me how I am able to remain so positive all the time. My response to them is that it is very important to understand is that life goes on, regardless of what comes your way you need to stay strong through it all. It is not about how many times you get knocked down; it is about how many times you get back up and continue being strong. There have been multiple events and relationships that have affected me for some periods of time, but I have healed and continue to strive for improvement every day. When I was five years old I started kindergarten at La Vega Elementary. About halfway through the year my parents decided we needed to move houses, meaning I had to move schools also, so I transferred over Cedar Ridge Elementary. At first it was hard adjusting to the new environment but after a while I got accustomed to it and enjoyed my new school. I went there all through fifth grade and then transitioned ... ... middle of paper ... ... me have been the death of two people very close to me. One was the man that lived next door to me when I lived in my first house. I never really had a grandfather around much, but he was there since the day I was born, I loved him like if he was my actual grandfather. My cousin’s wife also passed away this summer. She wasn’t closely related to me but she lived in the house right across the street from my current house for the past ten years and I saw her on a daily basis, she was honestly like a second mom to me. These events have really opened my eyes and made me realize how precious life is and how much I should appreciate it because it can be gone in an instant. Both of these deaths as well as my mom’s fight against cancer have affected me a lot these past few months, but I am slowly feeling better about how things are turning out, I refuse to lose my positivity.

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