Personal Narrative-The Bibby Crab

Looking into a mirror, I don’t seem normal. My features come off as odd and stand out to me: like my lightly colored skin, high cheekbones, slight pixie nose, small lips, slightly crooked teeth, small eyes, brown hair, and brown eyes. All of these features are perceived to me as puzzle pieces that someone will eventually put together to form a masterpiece. While standing in my small, lilac colored bedroom, I glanced to the left towards my closet as I remembered my mother’s upcoming birthday, and I needed to complete her gift. I began looking through printed photos to find one that would fit perfectly in a frame saying "happiness". After delving into and browsing through what seemed like a thousand pictures, I stumbled upon a cheerful picture of my mom and I looking giddy as ever in front of a new restaurant called "The Crabby Crab" in Sherman Oaks. While examining the photo, I started picking out my moms beautiful features, such as her scrunched nose and little eyes that crinkled on the sides, which made her look overjoyed while smiling. The picture I was holding brought back a mix of emotions since that day was an awful day for my family that I often do not like to recall. “The Crabby Crab,” as implied in its name, is a seafood eatery, and the fact that I am vegan caused my family to fight and bicker, …show more content…
I finally felt like all those missing puzzle pieces became whole, something to be proud of. That was when I became vegan after recognizing how cruelly animals are slaughtered and butchered, knowing that the small changes to my diet would be making a positive impact on our environment. My family members were unsupportive and apprehensive; they claim that the lack of protein that veganism calls for has made me physically weak. All of these concerns are mere excuses that my family uses instead of proclaiming they do not agree with my way of thinking, especially because I have managed to dig myself out of any health issues I’ve