Personal Narrative: A Letter To The National Honor Society

After looking around the room and noticing all the delighted expressions on people’s faces, I, too, opened my letter. I swiftly read the paper and instantly became disheartened. I didn’t make it. After all of my advanced classes and extracurricular activities, it still wasn’t enough to ensure a position as a member of the National Honor Society. I was utterly devastated. I looked around the room and when other students looked at me, they, too, began to frown. A majority of the people in that room had been close friends of mine, causing it to be even more challenging to not be distressed. I had let them and myself down. The “star student” that they all envisioned in me was not accepted into the organization that nearly everyone else in the room had been.
I felt that my talents and achievements were not properly recognized. Although I had not formally been in …show more content…
I joined a few more groups and began to present myself better. I learned how to have a voice of my own and I used it to make others appreciate me. I learned that with a unique and influential voice, I could achieve more than any other person in my grade. I talked to the National Honor Society advisor in order to appeal. I wrote the essay required and summited it to her. After another week of being tormented with exaggerated apologies by my peers for my rejection, I was officially accepted.
Being denied helped me realize my true potentials and made me desire to strive to be my utmost best. Not only did I become a member, but I also ultimately became the President of the National Honor Society. I was running against some of the same friends that initially pitied my denial, producing the initial loss to influence me to become a natural helper that desires to help everyone. As President, I became the role model for most students at my school – rising from a loss and returning triumphant as an affable young