Personal Narrative: Moving To Myself

Running up the escalator, my heart was pounding in my ears. Glancing around me, I could see the people casually making their way around the mall. Ahead of me, my brother was bolting to the top. I could feel the steps under me moving down, as I made my way up as quick as possible. This was an awful idea, i thought to myself. I was only 10 or so, making getting to the top more challenging. My foot began to slip off the edge of the step, and I came to the realization that I would soon be plummeting to my knees; one second later, that’s exactly what happened. First step, second step, third step. Most people would just gracefully land on their knees, end up with a scratch, and get back up. I on the other hand, tripped down a few steps, reached my hand up for the railing to catch myself, and unable to gain balance, I practically scraped anything possible on the way down the hard metal stairs. Once I was on my feet again, trying to …show more content…
It’s not only when i’m clumsy and ungraceful, but also in conversation and socializing. At these times my first thought always has to do with, “what are they going to think about me now,” because I worry too much about others opinions. I typically end up uncomfortable, and pretty self conscious for whatever I did or said, assuming i’ll get some sort of negative attention for it. Although there are some moments I look back at that i’m still embarrassed for today, there are also many times where i’m able to laugh at myself later on. Awkwardness is like being on stage, because when you mess up it feels like everyone is watching. A way that this has impacted my life is it holds me back from certain social situations, but it has also allowed me to find humor in my own mistakes, because I know the only person judging me is usually myself. I don’t think awkwardness is a good trait, but it isn’t necessarily bad either considering i’m really the only one that cares if I mess