At one point in my 9th grade year I was attempting to try to help myself until my brother was shot, it affected me in and outside of school. I went back to square one and didn’t care about anyone or anything. On the inside I had and still have the biggest heart and soul that you could ever imagine, I like to sing, act, hold doors for others, make people laugh, smile once I make eye contact with anyone, volunteer and help in …show more content…
I still played around, didn’t apply any effort in classes, and was so sad and mad at myself that I couldn’t get any work done. I use to blame teachers and say things like “She didn’t give me enough time to study” “I don’t remember talking about this in class” or “I wasn’t here” but all along I knew that it was all my fault, and I am the reason why I have a failing grade, not my teachers. Mostly I would wait ‘til the last minute to get final work done, and sometimes it will work other times it wouldn’t. Unfortunately I had to attend summer school, and I failed 3 classes. It finally hit me that I have to get it together or my future might not be so bright. I completely 100% blame myself for not doing what I was capable of doing, but I wouldn’t change the past for