Personal Narrative: Do I Live Differently?

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Do you live happily?
Have you ever thought about the end of your life? When I was five, I raised two hamsters, one male and one female. At that time, I did not have any sibling so I really liked them. Especially when they ate their feed, their teeth were so cute that I could not help loving them. One day, I went to Daegu to visit my grandmother and then when I came back home I saw the shocking and horrible scene. That was a corpse of male hamster eaten by female hamster. After that, my mother threw away both of them and I realized how scary death is. At that time, I recognized if I died like hamster I would be thrown away too so I was afraid of death. However, I have been used to death over time because there have been too many news people died. Then one day, suddenly my friend reminded me of fear of death again and I could think about my purpose to live seriously.
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At first, I thought why she had to have decision like that. It was just stress from new school life and I concluded if she had specific goal in her school life at least, she would not have extreme decision, though she got too much stress in her school because of maladjustment in school. However, at this, I realized I also do not have affection at my life like her because I did not have purpose in school life too. It was shocking and I was so afraid of being like her. Afterward, I thought I have to make purpose to study and what I really want to acheive in my life seriously. At first, I thought of what I really seek in my life and soon could I know that is to reveal the truth by myself. As a result, I realized I was desiring to be the one who engages in the press. Finally, I planned specifically what I have to do in my school life to achieve my dream and it was very enjoyable. Through my experience, I learned that if people had their own purpose in their lives, it could be a good motivator to achieve their goals just like I

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