Personal Narrative: My First Cave

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After looking at the video about what are the caves that are holding us back from succeeding in something huge in life was very inspiring. This this video allows me to really examine what are my own caves that is holding me back in a very dark place, and that I need to escape. I have three different caves that I need to ask you to become a better man for myself, but also for those around me. The first cave I want to express is the cave of my background, and how it was a hard experience for a child to live through. I was born and raised in Detroit Michigan, and I honestly love my city. I love to walk around into all the different buildings within the city, in my favorite place to go to was the Detroit Riverwalk. Even though the places are like …show more content…
Since I was a boy I’ve always been a good kid, but one thing about me that was really a disadvantage of me having a successful life. There was time that I failed at doing the simplest things that a young boy can accomplish. Sometimes to do my homework I was sitting for the TV for 9 hours playing video games. I will also stay in the room and watch find movies with in one sitting. I noticed my mom remind me to getting my chores done for the day, but I did not want to listen and I close my door and continue to play video games. At that point I realized that I was a very disobedient child, and that I need to change. When I decide to take you off of college I decided to use that time to discipline myself and doing different activities that will cause me to never feel the sin of laziness. I’ve started to become a volunteer staff for my former youth group in high school. I knew that if I did something that will put me in a leadership role, it will allow me to grow as a man of discipline. This is the one cave that I can say was hard for me to escape, and even on my year off of college I’ve seen myself within this type of laziness that has caused me to feel anger. I was always tired of my mom constantly tells me to do something that I did not want to do Kama so I yelled at her and then she kicked me out the house. After being kicked out the house for a few days I realized that I need to change myself before this …show more content…
There is always a light at the end of the tunnel, but it takes one individual to persevere and to find that light. If we feel to not try anymore, then we are allowing the cave to become longer and

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