Reflection_of_Me

Reflective Essay Born Emanuel Hospital by Crystal Kelly and Edmond McIntosh, the two who created me, one’s last name was given to me and one’s care was given to me. I have no father figure or someone to hold my hand. There is a chip I carry on my shoulder I don’t even know what it is, but it keeps me occupied. My destination is to be a man of all traits. Life is normal to a certain extent, but others may feel life for me is excellent. It is not. There is more to my book. There is kid with a smile that rarely appears, but seems to have everything made by carrying himself a certain way. Life has taken a weight, but has not broken anything. Definitely building power and endurance. Once fourteen my life seemed it would be smooth. I have never been one to get in anything if it wasn't worth it, but I was definitely known for losing it. I came into high school with a job, sweetest girl, and friends I still know today. I had no main goals, but I definitely set them my freshman year. Track was were you couldn't touch me I was fast and energized, but then I met obstacles which weren't obvious if I would recover. Beginning of my Sophomore year. I was in a new home again, and with as always it’s new environment too. The road wasn't smooth at all, but things slowly got better. I became less social. My heart was lost and life was a joke. My mind just left and I was just there doing some work. Everything started to pull together again, but this was the dangerous part. I was comfortable in my new environment. I set some more milestones went to state my sophomore year track and placed eleventh in state in the 3200 meter relay. There was still a grudge with my mom nothing ever worked out between us, because I am easily satisfied and she always wanted better. Everything went on and soon I would lose everything again possibilities for next year and my sympathy towards anyone. Expecting it, I moved to FVHS. My environment was like my freshman year in Arizona. Mexicans and African-Americans were fighting over nothing with each other. My new friends wanted me to fight on there side, but this time I already knew to ignore it all. It was just like time shift back three years. Many people know that the next second is not guaranteed, but they don’t take the time to think about it. Being the strong this year was definitely important. I needed to make sure not to fall behind. For me focus was key if I lost it wouldn't be well. Now its my senior year and I have begun my destination from “A” to “B”, there isn’t any outline. I have had rough start, but that’s me rough ends. I just know I’m going in the right direction. I will get a certification in welding and maintain my writings and art after I graduate. My main theme is to be different and if someone wants to be like me I want it to be hard and almost impossible, so they experience what it took. There is no phobia in my life. You have to put one foot out the door for some experience or how would you know. As taking the life as it goes I have lost connection to the past and the affect. I am now and this what I have to work with. Someone who knows nothing is given and to expect great things, there is a bunch to learn. My role in life is to take care of my family and whoever love. I may not be religious, but I know right from wrong and I haven’t even read the book yet and doing wrong is abandoning all right. I have experienced it all. I can talk to someone about drugs, sex, depression, starving, hatred, greed, heartbreaks. I can relate to being the loser. A true one, some consider themselves loser when they haven’t even lost anything important. Once I figured out the happiness, there is point “B” and only point “B”, being a well rounded person and for my myself, an artist not just a writer. Point “B” involves songs, art, writing books and expressing. It's not about how you finish through the finish line. It’s about how you finish and what you do when your done. Everything may seem egotistic, but I have nothing to lose and everything to gain. I am ready.