Importance Of Life Events In My Life

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I’m sitting in my senior language class, being asked to write a paper on an event in my life. I felt my stomach drop. What would I write about? What is something interesting that my teacher would want to read about? The interesting life events I have are so short it would not take up three pages. But then it hit me. My life in general may be worth the read. I have always felt my my family and I were a little different from most. Being dropped off to elementary school, I would cry and feel like the world was crashing down on me. I hated it. Than I was held back in first grade. Sadness overwhelmed the six-year-old me. I was not close friends with anyone; all I wanted to do was to be home with my mom. Tests were a struggle for me, especially Freshman year was not as awkward and confusing as everyone said it would be. It was a good change. I made closer friends and more acquaintances. My grades were good, A and B Honor Roll all year and most of my classes were fun. High school got easier and easier, not the classes, but the lifestyle in general. I quit bowling and joined more school activities like FFA and Dance. After quitting bowling, my dad stopped talking to me. I was rude when I told him, but a parent should be the bigger person over his/her 15-year-old daughter. I would reach out to him and his girlfriend, letting them know when and where I performed for dance and when my concerts were for band. After months of hearing nothing, I sent a text letting my dad know that I would not be sending anymore event updates. We went six months without speaking. My mom was sick of it. She called the bowling alley on a thursday, normal league night for men, and asked for my dad. Finally my mom got through to him that something was up. There was more said that made him start speaking to me a little bit more; most of the time I still needed to engage the conversation first. Three years later, mine and my dad’s relationship still stands the same. It’s more comfortable where I can just stop over there after work and talk a little or stay a while when my car is making funny noises. I am glad I can say my dad is an important person in my

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