Heart Break After months and months of waiting for a decision, I had mentally come up with my own. The money didn’t seem as if it would come through for my brother and I to go to the private school my dad worked at, Hyde Park, so I was mentally prepared to stay at Cedar Park High School for the rest of my high school career. Everything seemed to be pointing at me staying there anyway, the guy I had been in love with since 7th grade asked to get back together the night before, this morning I had just run the Color Run with one of my best friends, and I had just finished hanging out with a group of my favorite people for a school project. It seemed as if God was calling me to stay at Cedar Park, and then when my mom came to pick me from my friends house, she said that one sentence that changed my life; “The money came through, welcome to Hyde Park.” …show more content…
Up until this past weekend I was all for leaving my life at Cedar Park behind to go to a new exciting school where I knew no one but my brother. It had been a dream of mine since sophomore year, I wanted to leave people behind and learn how to find myself in a new place and be able to play sports since I had chosen band my freshman year and was stuck with it for all of high school. I had been so ready to drop everything behind, but with everything going my way lately in my social and academic life at Cedar Park, I had no idea how I could part with my fellow Timberwolves. I told my mom that I had no idea what I wanted to do anymore for next year. She responded with an ultimatum, I had two days to decide or she would decide for me. What was I to
“Coastal Carolina is too far away for you to come home when you have the chance.” Kaylee (my Girlfriend at the time) said to me in my first car as we talked about college choices. I told her about my acceptance to Coastal Carolina University I received from Mrs. Emmons (personal guidance counselor in high school) during a school day, early February. Kaylee’s words made me start a to question myself; “What other colleges can I choose?”. I came home and sat down with my parents in the living room with my Coastal Carolina acceptance letter in my hand and they were proud of me. I asked my parents the same question I asked myself earlier that day “What other colleges can I choose from?”. When
I feared I wouldn’t be able to uphold my family’s standards. All the work given to me from my five core gifted classes and the stress started accumulating. My life was spiraling right before my eyes. I lost control of the steering wheel and ran myself right into a ditch; a ditch, more like a bottomless pit of scum. I thought I was strong enough to hold on for the ride but apparently I wasn’t. I reluctantly handed over the wheel to my parents and let them guide me to where I needed to be. Eventually, tenth grade rolled around and I put myself back together. I was broken glass taped together trying to refurbish myself. At this point I just had to make it through high school. At the end of tenth grade, I aced every class I had taken from band to chemistry. Eleventh grade creeped around the corner and the anxiety started to build up again. I wanted more for myself. I was no longer satisfied with being every other person in Hialeah Gardens High School. My options were to either get into dual enrollment or finish high school all together. Dual enrollment was ruled out when my test scores were not at the new passing score they had recently made. There were two months left of school and it was until then that I decided
Halfway through my sophomore year, my mom ran into some financial troubles. We had no choice, but to move away from my high school, and move in with my grandparents. After we moved, she didn’t have a job for over a year. I really didn’t want to switch schools. I was comfortable at my school and with my friends. My mother was willing to let me continue going there, even after we moved. I drove 30 minutes, everyday so I could go to school. It wasn’t easy, but it’s been worth it. I had to get up even earlier, I
My mom is an adult she knew what she was doing and she had her reasons. At the time, I did not see it, that way. I was just angry. I did not understand why? My mind just kept repeating, "She hates me, I’m going to be mean now, and I'm never speaking to her again. One day as we were heading back home, I was just pouting the whole way back and being a little brat. At nine years of age, I wasn't ready for a change. In the article "SeaStar" Hurd says "A need to confirm what we feel, but can't see," I can relate to this, I was not thinking clearly what I was doing or saying. At the time, while moving, I didn’t want to see that the change was better for my family, and me. I saw things differently as I got older. Some changes are not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. Accepting my new school was hard, because it was difficult for me to let go my old friends. In "Sea Stars" by Hurd, she speaks about "fierce truths, that survives between the layers of the seed and the fallen, and makes itself known to us only by the ghostly presence of its wanting." This compares to my story, because I will miss all my friends and still wanting to go to my old
Six years ago I got into my Mothers car after a long day of volleyball practice and was in tears. Being the stubborn but shy little girl I was I refused to tell her what was going on and what had been going on for many, many years before that moment. An hour or two after coming home I dragged myself down the stairs for dinner and part way through my moment came. I abruptly blurted out that I not only wanted, but needed to go to the school that the girl
I spent much of my high school career researching colleges and universities. My mom and I traveled to well over 10 different colleges and universities in 4 different states trying to find the “perfect” school for me. By the end of my junior year of high school I had finally found the ideal school, or so I thought. The school was small, environmentally friendly, new, beautiful, diverse, and just happened to be located 1,000 miles away from home. Everyone at my small high school knew that I was going away to school and it was a huge deal because the majority of my classmates were going to in state schools. I traveled to the school multiple times for orientations, to meet my roommates, and to make sure it was the “perfect” school for me. Early May of my senior year of high school, right before graduation, I woke up with a feeling in my gut that this
In my life there has been many actions I had to take in order to be where I am at now. I had to go through thick and thin and jump every obstacle put in my way. However, there was a specific action I did that changed my life forever. Around the age of 14 I decided to take a big leap and move from my hometown in Mexico to Austin, Texas. Coming to Texas from Mexico was a drastic change for me from the language to the culture. I had to leave my life and family behind and start from zero again. This transition was very hard for me, doubt roamed my mind. I began to fear the unknown. Had I made the right decision in coming in search of a better life? I asked myself this question every day until I realized that I had. I knew I did not move to Texas
Is it really possible to die of a broken heart? When people hear about broken heart, they typically think that you have broken up with a boyfriend/girlfriend, and believe that the phrase “broken heart” is just that, a phrase. Those thoughts are incorrect because a broken heart is a real thing. Many people haven’t heard of “Broken Heart Syndrome” or “Takotsubo Cardiomyopathy.” What is broken heart syndrome? It is a syndrome that occurs when there is a sudden heart failure that occurs about an emotional trauma. This syndrome was first recognized by Japanese doctors in the 1990’s. The reason it got its name is because of the shape of the heart muscle is when it occurs, the shape resembles a Japanese octopus trap, which is called “Takotsubo.”
On February 21, 2016, I, Deputy John Arnold, went to 11747 West 105th Street South to assist another deputy in reference to a fight in progress.
For generations, traditional families consisting of a husband and wife raising children together has been a mainstay of civilization. Even the term “nuclear family” was coined, just earlier this century, to describe and promote such an arrangement. With current divorce rates increasing in the United States, negative implications of breaking up family units is starting to be seen on a much more visible scale. Often, parents who consider divorce do not foresee the long term effects it may have, specifically the effects on individual children and the adults they will grow to be. Although divorce may seem like an easy opt out for unhappy parents, it opens a door to the tragedies inside their children’s mental and social health causing damaging changes in their academic achievement, relationships with parents, and their emotional and physical behavior.
There are many positive things and negative things about the movie and the story. In the movie
During my freshman year of college, I had met one of my best friends, who go by name Jill. (She lives in New Jersey and while I live in Pennsylvania) I found it to be strange that sometimes, it feels like we have grown up with one another but in reality we have only one another for four years and I couldn’t be more thankful. I can remember when we met at school as if it was yesterday.
As a child, I spent a great deal of time at the beach, imitating the seagulls as they darted back and forth along the sand, trying to dodge the incoming water. With each passing summer, I spent less time imitating the birds and more time enticed by the force and power of the ocean. I was hypnotized by the waves as they broke along the shore, settled in a foamy-form, and rolled back out to sea. It was not long before I found pleasure in running into the water and allowing the waves to crash over me, pummeling me to the floor. Often times, I would come up gasping for air, causing my mother to have minor heart attacks while she observed from the shore. Adrenaline filled me each time I was knocked over. There was something invigorating about not
Love happens when you least expect it. It can happen on the street corner, at the bar, at the grocery store, the park. That’s one of the greatest things about love. As for me I found love in the pouring down rain in the middle of the street. I fell in love with a man who I never thought in a million years I’d fall for. A man who is loving, caring and respectful. The night I laid my eyes on him I knew he was it. He came into my life at a point when I was unraveling and losing control. I was lost for two years after my high school sweetheart and I broke up, I thought I was never going to find real love, but I did. He saved me and I remember every minute from that night.
Imagine on a Saturday afternoon, you’re working on normal chores that are done around the house. Suddenly, a phone call comes through your cell phone that will change the entire day. A big stop sign has been placed upon how my day will go because all that is known is that there has been a tragic accident that has taken place. The cell phone keeps ringing multiple times because different people are calling my cell looking for the mom of Kayla. In the background of the cell phone I hear do not tell her what’s going on with Debbie. During this time, I am driving recklessly because I am scared of not knowing, and feeling out of control of the situation that has happened.