Since I was young I have always had the mindset that everything I plan has to go by the rules or else everything falls apart. Unfortunately, that is not the most ideal mindset to have especially when nothing is guaranteed no matter how much you would like it to be. I was quite used to having a family with a single mother and two brothers and being somewhat like an alpha male. Therefore, it threw me off that during my Junior year in highschool I was contacted by a lady that turned out to be the mother of my half sister, Nicole. I was quite elated that after many years wishing I was not the only girl that I had a sister, but what threw me off is that it was not what I expected. I was not used to surprises that would alter my life forever especially …show more content…
She mentioned that Nicole had Leukemia, which was not the best news to hear knowing that someone you recently met has the risk of dying. This added on to my mind set changing quite a bit again I thought that I would commence a grand relationship with my sister and even felt close to her because she looked exactly like me when I was seven years old. As well as being quite introverted but has a unique personality like me therefore bonding quite rapidly. Despite all this I felt like the first good thing that came to my life was slowly slipping away. Hence, it pained me immensely that I had no way to cure her from this disease from one day to another. It hurt me more because since I found out I was always melancholy in school and although I have always been fond of school, since the news it gave me nuisance to even go. I wanted to stay kept away in my room just to cry, but I knew that it was not the best way to attack the situation. Therefore, that unfortunate news lead me to be more motivated in pursuing my career as a biomedical engineer because I would have another reason to facilitate in the medical field. As well as, teaching me that when life has obstacles despite not being fond of change you have to learn hot to deal with them, overcome them, and as dreadful as the obstacle may be to turn the situation into something beneficial or positive no matter how dark it may
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When it was Friday night, 5 friends were making their way to a haunted house. These friends were Alex, Brennen, Tommy, Gerardo, and Zeke. For some reason these kiddos thought it would be cool to make a reenactment of Paranormal Activity and bring all this equipment to hunt down ghosts and get Cheetos on the way as well. Unfortunately they didn't know where they were going they found the motel on google maps. After the Paranormal gang was prepped and had everything ready they went out to Walmart for some extra supplies. Alex was trying to persuade the group to get Cheetos, but instead they got Lays, which really ticked Alex off. Brennen and Tommy went to go get camping equipment and Zeke rolled up with a snuggie and asked for it. Gerardo, for
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It was the end of my freshman year when both of my best friends moved out of New York. I couldn't imagine surviving the next three years of high school without them. I’ve always noticed how everyone would hang in a pair, or would speak to the same group of friends. As for the loners; well, they would be alone. I accepted the fact that this would be me; doing things on my own. However, I didn't call myself a loner; I thought of myself more as individualistic. And being individualistic was how I successfully survived the following three years of high school.
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I arrived to United State when I finished 5th grade and going into last year of elementary school in Japan. Everything was different, the language, people, weather, buildings, pretty much all the stuff that surrounded me. I wasn’t excited to be a 6th grader in U.S because here 6th grade is the start of the middle school. That was just a part of the reason why I wasn’t excited. Another reason is that I couldn’t talk to anyone but my parents. The first week of middle school, I didn’t have a conversation with anyone or maybe I did and just didn’t understand it. This feeling of not talking with anyone made a hole in my heart. When I was in Japan I’m a kind of kid who likes to play around and joke around with