College Admissions Essay: A Personal Experience Of Growing Up

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Growing up is a strange concept. The way our minds and our character grow come from the hardships and struggles that life sets in front of us. People handle situations differently. Some people decide to give up when faced with a difficult decision or situation. That 's not how I chose to handle things when I went through a very difficult year. After dealing with divorce, a school shooting, homelessness, poverty, a house fire, and various setbacks in my academic career, the possibility of just throwing up my arms up and quitting never crossed my mind. As I began high school, my motivation to do well in this new and intimidation environment was very high. I dedicated all my time to school work, and my home life. My parents would fight a lot. The fights became increasingly more frequent and chaotic as I progressed through my high school journey. When situations arose it fell upon myself to be the big …show more content…
My dad and I slept in his small barn apartment like every other night. I was on the couch because I had no bed or bedroom. We awoke irregularly however; fire alarms blared, jolting us awake as we realized the walls around us were ablaze. We escaped out a window, with only our lives. Everything else was gone. All the work spent rebuilding our messy lives now just a pile of ash. It was a difficult time for my dad and I. There’s times when it seems that life is out to get you, and maybe it is. All I know is that when life took a gun and pointed it toward me, or kicked me out onto the street, or made my living situation a spiraling mess, or even burned down our hard work and all our possessions, that I didn’t allow it to stop me. We eventually found a new home, my dad and I. It was difficult to focus on things succh as work and school, but eventually I tuned myself back into the world and finished out the year. These hardships are how I have grown, and have shaped who I am who I am

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