Personal Statement : An Eighth Grader

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As an eighth grader, I had no choice but to balance out my school work, making sure to do all the chores, and taking care of my three younger siblings at home by myself. My parents would be up in the hospital taking care of my now passed grandmother, who had cancer, while I, being the oldest child in the family, had to stay home alone to take care of my younger siblings. At first it was a difficult task for my 12-year old self to handle. While I was doing my homework or studying, I would have to stop what I was doing and help my siblings on their homework. Another scenario would be me cleaning up the house, even though there were homework waiting for me on the table. Yet as a few days went by, I started to realize that if it was such a nearly impossible job to do, then how come nothing has gone wrong the past couple of days? It was then that I knew that I had the capability to be able to juggle all these responsibilities on my own. Giving myself self-encouragement each day, I held my head up high and continued to carry out this responsibility.

A year later, during my freshman year in high school, my responsibility came to a halt, for my grandma had passed away; I was completely devastated. Although I barely had the strength to pick myself back up, I still continued to make myself keep my head held high. I told myself that this wasn’t the end of the world yet, and that I must keep on going in order to succeed, to reach my goals in life, to live for the better. Repeatedly, I

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