Reflective Essay On The Glass Castle

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In my eighteen years of living, I have definitely had my fair share of hard or troubling times in my life. My troubles may not have been as terrible as Jeannette Wall 's troubles were, but they are my own.. My essay is inspired by the book called The Glass Castle by the amazing Jeannette Walls. In this book, Jeannette lets the reader into her different style of upbringing than most Americans. My lifestyle is pretty much as normal as it gets except for one thing, I was born without the bottom half of my right leg, and I now have a prosthetic right leg. A lot of people do not know my struggles, but my struggles in have shaped my whole life and has made me who I am today. Ever since I was born my parents knew I was special. Everything about …show more content…
All of the kids knew about my leg and never really cared too much about it. In elementary I had plenty of friends that did not care about my leg, because all we thought about was what time recess was and what we were going to bring in for show and tell. Middle school, on the other hand, was not the greatest chapter of my life. Middle school was the time when things were changing and hormones were all over the place. My parents were fighting and my whole life felt like it was going down in shambles. Thankfully, I had one of my favorite teachers of all time helping me through my leg troubles. Mrs. Whitaker always understood that my leg was not being my friend and that I would need some help throughout the day with my leg. I loved Mrs. Whitaker so much that in fourth grade I asked Mrs. Sparling if I could have her for my fifth grade teacher. Sure enough I got Mrs. Whitaker for my teacher and that was one of the best years of my life. Eighth grade was definitely one of the worst years of my life. With my parents fighting and not really having any true friends, I started to try and forget about my problems by drawing. I was not a good drawer by any means but it was a way that I could express myself. For Christmas the only things I wanted was a sketch pad and some colored pencils. With my family life getting worse and worse I had to try and be happy on my own. Then one day my Grandma asked my sister and I if we wanted to sign up …show more content…
Throughout my highschool career I have had to deal with drama with friends and boyfriends, grades, and sadly a lot of family issues. Going into high school I had the same two friends as I did in middle school. We were all three in band so it was like we were already family. Sadly as the years went on I decided that one of my best friends was not really that great of a friend. Junior year she would always make fun of me and put me down. She and my other supposed friend always ganged up on me and I decided to quit band my senior year and stop being friends with her. Once I stopped talking to her the drama in my life was gone and I could finally find some true friends. One of the hardest things I have dealt with would have to be being in a relationship with my ex-boyfriend. At first I thought that he was my saving grace. He knew all the right things to say and he even made me forget that my parents no longer lived together. Just as all good things do our relationship took a turn for the worst. I would have to say around one year of being together things go way too serious. We both thought we loved each other, but I was in the relationship for the wrong

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