Personal Narrative: Who Are You

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There are many things in someone’s life that helps a person define themselves, many experiences and encounters help to shape the person they end up becoming later in life. It’s funny how one can aimlessly live their life without knowing who they really are. If you ask someone the question “who are you” or “what defines you” chances are the person won’t have an answer right of the top of their heads. Most people might not know who they really are until a major event occurs in their life. The way that a specific person deals with that event is what truly defines someone.
July 21, 1999 in a small hospital in Gilroy, my life began. When I was a little boy I was always a happy child. I never liked being sad. If I was sad or mad I would always try
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Alex’s mom and my mom were very close friends. One Saturday night, my mom told me she was going to Barb’s house, Alex’s mom. My mom asked if I wanted to go. Knowing I had homework to do I declined. As she proceeded to get ready to go, something came over me. I felt deep in my conscience that for some reason I needed to go see Alex. I had not seen him recently. My mom once again asked if I wanted to go over, I again said no. As she walked out the door to her car, the feeling of guilt grew in my stomach. I couldn’t understand why I was feeling this way. After I heard my mom’s car start I couldn’t handle the feeling anymore so I jumped away from my homework, ran outside, and stopped my mom’s car in the drive way. Once I got in the car a feeling of relief washed over me the entire ride over to Alex’s house. Once we got there, it was like middle school. Even though I hadn’t seen Alex in quite a long time, it was like we were back in middle school when we saw and hung out every single day. We reconnected and hung out for several hours that night. It was one of my favorite memories with Alex. What I didn’t know was it would be my last memory with …show more content…
It was my junior year. I still did not have my license so I waited sitting one a block outside of New Campus as I do regularly as I wait to be picked up. Everything seemed normal that day. It wasn’t until my mom picked me up and instead of pulling out of the parking lot, she drove to the back of the parking lot and parked the car. I was confused. She told me we were waiting for my dad because he was taking me home. I was still very confused but I still didn’t think too much into it. As my dad pulled into the parking spot adjacent to my mom’s car, I proceeded to get out and get into my dad’s truck, but my mom stopped me. She said that they had some bad news for me, and that they both wanted to be with me when they told me. My confusion turned to anxiety and my heart began pounding. There was a moment of silence as I saw a tear roll down from my mom’s eye. My mom grabbed my hand and my dad grasped my shoulder as she uttered the words that would change my junior year and my life forever. She exclaimed how, early that very morning, my friend Alex had been in a horrible car accident, and had lost his life. There was another moment of silence as my mother’s one tear grew into several. I could not find a single word to say. I just sat there in the front seat trying to get a grasp of exactly what I had just been

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