Personal Narrative: I Am In A Cage

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Throughout my life I feel like their are many different cages that people are trapped in, and they have no idea what to do about it. These different cages can really have an impact on someone's life because they could be holding them back from what the want to do or accomplish. In my life I realized that I'm in a cage as well as a lot of people may be in. One cage that I think I'm stuck in is society setting a lot of different standards and expectations that people think that you have follow and abide by and if they don't their considered doing the wrong thing in life. I think that I find myself in this cage because all of the standards that society sets makes it hard to live and chase your own dreams that you want to do but you can't pursue them because you won't be following the way everyone else is expecting you to live your life. …show more content…
I notice that it is because of my own making in view of the fact that I could stop feeling this way that I am stuck in that cage and take matters into my own hands and try and overcome it. I just never tried to overcome the cage that I feel like I'm stuck in because I feel like that I may not be able to. In addition, I feel like that being caught up in this cage Is my fault since i haven't done anything to try and get out of my cage.

I would really like to escape my cage that i found myself in. It would help a lot and really alter my life and make so much better. I want to get out of the cage i'm in because in my life i do feel like it holds me back from many things that i would like to try and accomplish. Overcoming my cage have a huge impact on the way I live my

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