Personal Narrative: My Love For Acting

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I don’t know exactly how to explain my love for acting; it’s always been a part of me and I really don’t know how to phrase it other than this: asking me why I want to act is like asking me why I breathe. It just sort of… happened. Now that I’ve started, I can’t stop; it's what I need to survive. I’ve always been known as the smart girl, people would tell me that I can go in so many other directions, so why would I choose this? Why would I choose a risky path when I could choose a definite path? They’d ask in such a negative tone and I’d simply reply with, “Why would I want to spend my life doing something just to get by when I could spend my life doing something I love?”.
I was introduced to the performing arts when I was in kindergarten. From the very moment I started, I knew that acting would be the only thing I’d want to do. As a kid, other kids wanted to do the same but eventually …show more content…

Though other kids made fun of me because I had the confidence to get on the stage and perform, I still found that I wanted to act much more than I wanted anyone to like me. Drama class was always my way out from the rest of the world. Sometimes I would bring my food to the theater and beg my teacher to let me and my friends eat there and almost every time she let me. We didn’t need extra rehearsal time but we couldn’t stay away. It was almost as if gravity was pulling my body towards the stage.
I’m not normally a person who shows much negative emotion; when I’m upset I don’t really show it. This is kind of weird for a person who has been through the things I have, but it’s just the way I am. Acting is sort of my outlet. I’m no longer Amaya, I’m someone else; someone who does have feelings. I reuse or ‘recycle’ past feelings and situations and put it into the characters I play. When I’m acting I almost feel like I’m in another world, a parallel universe where I can be whoever I want to

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