Personal Narrative: Five Objects That Represent One's Life

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Recently my family was sitting around the kitchen table discussing objects that represent one’s life. It became an interesting discussion, especially when I named my items. I managed to think of five items that I felt represented me fairly well: a plastic lizard, a water bottle, a doll, a paintbrush, and a nail. There are two objects from this list that I find represent me the most: a damaged doll and a nail.
The doll I chose is not just a regular doll; this is a plastic doll that has a burnt face and limbs, painted eyes, and hair sticking up all over her head. So how does this doll represent me? This doll is terrifying and symbolizes how terrified I am of other people. When I look at this doll, it makes me feel uncomfortable and uneasy. That is how I feel when I’m around other people. I’m introverted, so I sometimes feel uncomfortable and like a misfit around people I don’t know very well. I am constantly afraid of how others perceive me. I never want to be less
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Nails are tough and my fear of people has caused me to build an invisible wall on the inside as hard as a nail. Nails are a part of a support system in the construction of walls. An experience I had in primary school caused me to start building that wall. In primary school I was bullied for the first time and was continuously bullied for the majority of my life. Since then, I have continued to build up that wall making myself strong as a nail. Like a picture frame relies on a nail my family relies on me for many things. Since I have a difficult time saying no to people I tend to see myself as a nail because nails are reliable, strong, and supportive. I am trusted to help take care of my great-grandmother, babysit my little cousins, watch over my little brother, create artwork for family parties, posters for church, and teaching materials for my mother’s classroom. Like a nail, I am strong and can usually handle the daily pressures that life

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