Personal Narrative: My Individual Creativity

Every person in this world has an individual creativity built within them. My individual creativity personally took me a while to uncover, I only recently unearthed my true creativity during my junior year. I express my creativity through makeup, poetry, painting, drawing and redecorating my surroundings such as my room which I like to think of as my sanctuary because it’s the only place I can disconnect myself from everything, focus on myself and reflect on my days. Makeup is my main outlet of expression since that’s the one that’s in the spotlight and is a quote on quote paraded for the public eye to see when used correctly and minimally to enhance ones beauty it makes a person look more presentable and put together. I was inspired to write …show more content…
Drawing for me started as simple doodles here and there on my spare time when I did not have much to do this later evolved into more complex doodles such as collages of people with different facial expressions and them doing activities. Home decoration personally is my favorite I very much enjoy the change. From installing new furniture, new bed sheets, blinds, and frames my room has seen and gone through it all. My room has gone through more colors than the rainbow. I take pleasure in having a neat and aesthetically pleasing room as it makes life more simple since everything has its place and when I arrive home I can immediately start on whatever I have to finish that day and then proceed to go to my room and …show more content…
My mother passed when I was five years old she not only left me behind but also left my older brother Brian who was seven at the time and my younger sister Kimberly who was only a six-month-old baby. This had a great impact in my life because my father was left to raise us on his own until he remarried and had help from his wife before he remarried it was very difficult going back and forth from my father's care to my mothers family care when he went to work since there were many other children around but I always ended up isolated since the only people I would ever talk to were my mother and father. My brother would get bullied in school and taunted by other children for not having a mother and "being a girl” for crying about it at school he once was hanged on the school fence by older students for this reason. I was always afraid of this situation happening to me so I would suppress the fact of my mother's death due to my fear and never really dealt with it until I grew older although I still haven’t overcome her dead because she was the women who created me and a great part of my life I no longer carry hurt or hate in my heart but instead pray for her soul and thank her for watching over me all these years. This has affected my academic achievements by helping me to not give up and keep it pushing for my mother and family and also for all those people who doubted me