Personal Narrative Essay

“Dance is life”. “Ball is life”. “Track is life”. Many young people say these phrases because everyone else does. In Instagram and Twitter bios, this is all you see from teenagers. I however, have never been one to follow the crowd. I've never felt like I needed to boast my love for dance on social media. It speaks in my performances, my ability to create choreography, my readiness in every rehearsal, and most importantly my confidence. In the third grade, I received a scholarship to dance…

Most people have interesting and hilarious stories about how they were given their first and/middle names. Regrettably, I am not one of those people. Although I’m sure it would have been impressive to have a riotous tale. My Father did the most of the naming, as I’m told when asked about my name. He claimed that his Aunt did have a somewhat big influence into his choice. His Aunt’s full name is Laura Elizabeth Kennedy and liking the name Elizabeth, he abbreviated it and got Elise. My Father also…

Through my high school, Multicultural Club, we have a partnership with Habitat for Humanity in helping them rebuilt neighborhoods. I have participated in my junior and senior year in high school to help Habitat for Humanity in joining hands building a home for a warming family. As well as, painting, cleaning, and organizing a welcome home moment for the Lor family—who was the family that we helped out with Habitat for Humanity. Additional, after graduating from high school, I still help out with…

Have you ever heard the saying, “life is hard, but we make it much harder” ; by Ryan Holiday? It is up to you to decide whether or not you want to succeed, and when you decide, it is up to you to figure out when you're going to make things happen. Everything and everyone is attempting to shape you out of your character, and it is up to you to decide what defines you, not what or who is around you. Becoming defined by the environment you were raised in, is basically becoming invisible. Meaning…

Everyone has a story, and everyone should be heard. Some people grow up in an average happy American home, and they are told they have the right to be happy. Some people grow up with pathetic excuses for parents and a shriveled home structure, and they are told they have the right to be sad. But then there are the people who grow up somewhere in the middle and have no idea what emotions they should be feeling. I am one of those in-betweens. Depression is something that grows inside of someone…

practically everything was handed to me without any of my personal effort, I soon realized life would not continue to be like this unless I made a change. I had been raised in a community with a bunch of wealthy folks driving nice cars and living in big houses, but it wasn't until recently that I realized that this was just the paying off for what they had actually worked hard for. Realizing this, I decided that I wanted to have money for my own personal goods and to start saving for college. I…

The name Kelsey comes from an old English name given name Ceolsige which means “ships victory” or it could be a place name meaning “Cenels island” is a combination of the old English word cenel. Meaning “ fierce “ and “eg” meaning island. I wokld wo different stories about how my name was picked. My dad thinks my mom picked it from a person named Kelsey Grammer of the TV show Fraser. My mom said that's now how I got my name. She says I got my name from a list of names that they liked. My…

My fingers raced between the motherboard and the back of the case. I guided cables through the case cutouts like a weaver maneuvering threads in a tapestry. The satisfying “click” of plugging in each cable to its spot on the board drove me to completion. Now that everything was plugged in, I had to work on the most painful part: cable management. Remembering what I learned from YouTube, I routed the cables behind the case until they made two distinct paths. The cables were two rivers flowing…

the bigger school in town, it’s going to be crammed with new faces. One of those faces happened to be Brett Hippler. I’m not sure whether we had our first class together freshman year or not, but since then, I have come to get to know Brett on a personal level. Throughout the classes I have spent with Brett, I have found that computers and sports are two things that put a sparkle in his eye. When I think of the type of person that loves computers, Brett does not cross my mind. I think that…

Get Away As I stand at the bridge in Santa Monica overlooking the beach I take a deep sigh of relief that I’m back on the ground safe. The air was so summery it was refreshing to be in weather I can enjoy for a change. I have family that I look forward to seeing and spending time with. Making unforgettable memories in adventurous unfamiliar places was always something I enjoyed since a child. It’s a wonderful feeling to travel and get away from everyday life. Doing things I love that I…