Personal Narrative: How Fear Changed My Life

Everyone has more than one fear, some are understandable while others may be minor. Fear is frightening and overcoming fear can be challenging. Personally, I had a fear that some may say is minor, but for me it was major. Regardless of what the fear may be, no one can truly determine whether it is understandable or minor but the person experiencing the fear. Needless to say, once I overcame my fear, it left a positive impact on my life. It prepared me for bigger and greater things in life. I was three-years old, but it seems like yesterday. I had my two little afro puffs and barrettes on my head, always following my mom around. I can clearly remember my family and I living, down the dirt, rocky road of Phenix City, Alabama with my grandmother. Every week I would go with my mom to a place that smelled like mothballs and was full of old people. We would enter through sliding doors and for some reason we would be greeted by a group of old people in wheelchairs. They seemed like they were monsters wheeling towards me trying to get me. I would hold tight to my mother’s hip. She would tell me, not to be afraid. They won’t hurt you. It was very scary for me, I felt like I was always being chased because the more I tried to get away, the closer the …show more content…
He was the one that my mom would always talk to while we were there. Strangely, every week my mom would always introduce us by name as if he couldn’t remember who we were. He would always try to grab my hand, but I was so afraid to touch him. My heart pounding rapidly as the thoughts of being trapped in this place with him and the old people in the wheelchairs went through my head. All I could think of was running out of the building. “NO!” My mother firmly exclaimed. She grabbed me as I tried to pull away and run. “Don’t be afraid. He is happy to see you. He would never hurt you,” she stated. The look in her eyes gave me such peace that the fear just went