My Writing Experience

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The classroom is filled with soft whispers and chatter from the students. The soft noises are drowned out by the teachers booming voice reading a book out loud to the class. It feels as though the teacher finds a reason to stop every two seconds to explain what is going on. I roll my eyes and tune out her voice while continuing to read ahead. ‘We are juniors in high school, we know how to read. And if we don’t, we never will’ I think to myself. As a young child, I faced some difficulties with reading and writing. It was not the easiest subject for me, but as I got into the later years of elementary school, I began to discover a deep love for reading. I was discovering new books and series all while increasing my reading skills. These books …show more content…

I would read all the time; during lunch, any break during class, and all night. I was reading so much my mom would often take my books away so I would do homework and reward me with a new book when I did well on assignments. This began to spark my interest in writing. I would carry around a notebook and fill it with short stories or poems or any little thought that came to my head. All my notebooks were very secretive as they were filled with my hopes and dreams. It was almost like I was slowing taking apart my brain and filling the note book pages with the …show more content…

I lived in the richest county in America and it showed through the people living there. The schools were extremely competitive. Everyone had to be on top and all students were expected to have their whole life planned out by the time they started 9th grade. The English department was not any better. There were only two options when it came to classes; a higher-level class or a lower level class. Most of the teachers showed very little respect for any of their students. It was hard to trust the teachers we had because they all seemed to think so little of us. My teachers seemed to have the highest and lowest expectations of me causing me to be unsure with my academic standing. I was too afraid to ask for any help for fear of disappointing others and embarrassing myself was standing in my

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