My campaign helped me realize
My campaign helped me realize
On 12-03-2015 at approximately 1745 hours I Officer Hildebrand, Officer Patrick Sullivan and Sgt. Joseph Harris were dispatched to 630 N D St. for report of an assault in progress. While en route Dispatch notified me saying the male individual assaulting the victim was Kevin Meyer. I had dealt with Kevin Meyer earlier in my shift. While driving East on West Gallatin I spotted Kevin 's pickup headed West on Gallatin.…
Growing up I was the second child, my sister and I was seven years apart. My childhood days consisted of me sitting in my room playing with my toys. I only played with other children, if my cousins came over. I was very different; I was a tall boy with short hair. I didn’t like the skin I was in too much, because I always got picked on in school.…
Growing up is tough. Every day people go through life with careers that they may not enjoy. Throughout the past few weeks I got the opportunity to interview two people about their jobs, one being a young adult who just started working, while the other was approaching her mid-life with an established career. The advice from both of these individuals was both eye opening and helpful. The age of the interviewee definitely influenced the responses I received.…
I thought a girl like me, someone who had never done much before except volunteer, could never win. Then I heard the word congratulation. I was elated. From that moment on I promised I would be the best president that I could. That is a promise I will never give up on.…
God willing, here he is today faced with another opportunity: The opportunity to vote in the 2016 Presidential election. I am proud to say with full intent and declaration that I am that boy who overcame. That flower who blossomed from a bed of concrete and today I stand before my peers as a role model, but most importantly a self-reliant man. Although suffrage is not the most imperative step into adulthood, suffrage will portray my will to cease corruption in politics, my pride in my country, and my desire to be a presidential candidate one day. Many Americans still search for the epitome of a politician.…
I lost both heart and belief that I could. Recently, I have regained the desire to be the president, but still didn’t think that I would have a chance if I ever ran and also didn’t think that it was even in a realm of possibility for myself. I had already given up on my dream. Recently I was…
This election has hit me hard. I am sure that I am one of many trying to sort out their thoughts and emotions regarding Trump’s unprecedented victory. I know I am not alone in that respect. But at the same time, I can’t help but feel isolated. When I woke up early that fateful Wednesday morning, I was overcome with hopelessness.…
In life, people are sometimes presented with harsh realities and difficult choices that cause us to take the most bearable action and hope for the best outcome. A recent example of this would most notably be the presidential election. Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump were among the least popular candidates ever to run for the presidency in our nation’s history. Yet, once the November 8th election date grew closer, the American people realized that one of these two candidates would ultimately be the president for the next four years. With that acceptance, voters held their breath and selected the candidate they felt would be the lesser of two evils.…
When I was fourteen, a neatly demarcated threshold between childhood and adulthood manifested before me, identifying itself as “Coming of Age.” And to be fully honest, I wasn’t thrilled about it. To my limited knowledge, Coming of Age was just a program at my church where each week we would talk at length about, well… something. After that process had repeated itself enough, I would have to make a personal speech about the somethings I had learned. All that time for a vaguely defined speaking commitment hardly seemed worth the trouble.…
I kindly accepted that those people were my siblings. They were all part of my family, but I felt an immense distance. Whitney had her own mother standing by her. My eldest sister and brother shared the same mother, whom I never saw before.…
On a Tuesday evening two months into my junior year, I realized my life was changing. I was transitioning from child to adult in society’s eyes. I was working, driving, and taking more difficult classes to prepare for college. The more responsibilities I accepted, the more I was treated like an adult. It was not until two months later that I realized I was changing.…
Before I even decided to place my bid for Presidency; I thought long and hard about how it would affect me personally, mentally and physically. I thought it was necessary to make the decision that is right for not only me but for the country as well. It was tough to decide if I was the right candidate for the Presidency, I wasn’t even sure if I wanted to run for candidacy after I lost so badly in two-thousand-eight to President Obama. Making up my mind wasn’t easy but I thought, everyday Americans want a champion, and I want to be that champion.…
It was a warm summer morning and I was getting ready to go back to school when my mom called down from the kitchen, “Hey John before you go grab some breakfast and don’t forget your lunch.” I grabbed my lunch, a breakfast burrito, and headed out the door. On my way to school I saw a really tall kid walking too, I got nervous. I had never seen this kid before, but now I saw him picking on the other kids.…
I can’t remember when my obsession started, but on this day, it would reach a whole new level. Since childhood, I had always been interested in anything with a motor and wheels. This was the day I would make my first adult purchase: a Honda VT500 motorcycle. I woke up to a blaring alarm clock at around six o’clock that morning. As I walked into the living room, my nose was instantly filled with smell of fresh coffee and a burning, cherry flavored cigar that my father always enjoyed.…
Thus, I put my best foot forward in the race. I bought hundreds of “Vote Alyssa K.” stickers and pencils to hand out. I would occasionally find my opponent trying to out-do my posters, but I figured that could only harm her campaign. Instead of becoming discouraged and giving in to her attempt to intimidate me, I decided to work twice as hard to get my name out. Finally, election day came and you could hear the adrenaline pumping through my veins.…