I was always told that the day I was born, my brother gained his best friend. To look back on the times and troubles with Eric, it truly makes me realize that he is the most influential and significant person in my life. Being four years apart has been the perfect distance in age for us. When I entered high school, he was a senior, and that made for an interesting year. Only being 15, he drove me everywhere, and I mean everywhere. Driving to and from places and just cruising was one of my favorite thing to do with him. We would always blast the music as loud as possible and sing at the top of our lungs. The act of doing something so small with him created one of the greatest memories. Freshman year meant turning fifteen, and turning fifteen …show more content…
My best friend and I wiped makeup all over one girl’s pillow so that when she woke up, her face was covered in black eyeshadow. My mom wasn’t happy we did that. It seemed like Eric was always getting hurt or sick. When he was AGE, he was out shooting guns with my family. There was a frog that he went to shoot and he missed, resulting in him shooting himself in the foot. I remember him hobbling on one foot to my mom and her screaming at the top of her lungs. I thought it was just a joke because we always played pranks on my mom. We rushed him to the hospital where he had to have surgery. Luckily, he’s fine and can walk like it never happened but still will make for a funny story to tell his kids. Living in a small town, out in the country, and with nothing to do, we made our own fun growing up. We used to go on “adventures” and explore my parent’s land. One day after it had snowed a ton, we bundled ourselves up and went walking around. We have a creek that runs through the woods in our backyard. The creek was frozen solid, or at least that’s what we thought. We had been skating back and forth with our boots on, when the ice cracked. The creek wasn’t very deep but compared to my height at the time, it engulfed me. My head never went under but it was a struggle to get me out. But somehow, my brother did it. The walk home that day was so bad and oh so
It took about an hour to climb to the top of the mountain because the higher we got, the steeper it was and the more challenging it got to climb because of the loose gravel and rocks. Once we reached the top of the mountain we sat down on the floor to eat some hot Cheetos and drink some of our Gatorade. After catching our breath, we began to take pictures and we saw a skunk on the opposite side of the mountain away from the park. We had never seen a skunk before so we were eager to take a picture with it. As we began our journey down towards the skunk, there was a huge rock on the edge of the mountain that I wanted to stand on and take a picture so that I could capture the beautiful scenery in the background. Smiley wanted to take the same picture as well but when he stood on the rock, it tilted over and rolled down the mountain along with my brother. He was holding the lantern when he fell so I no longer had any light. The only light source available was the screen on my phone and the flash on the camera. The first thing I did was take a picture of the bottom of the mountain to see where my brother was at. To his luck, he only suffered a broken leg. So he wouldn’t think about the pain,
Before I started school, he and I would enjoy each other's company as he ate a peanut butter and banana sandwich. He would stop by our house at lunchtime and would sometimes let me go along to deliver the mail. I loved going with him because it made me feel very important and needed. My dad would hand me stacks of letters to put into the mailboxes as we went along the route. I would even skip school some days to go with him.
...I jumped on the boulder and there I stood one jump away from gaining back my popularity. Looking at the cold ice had already given me shiver. I counted to three and jumped, I had broken the ice feet first. Beneath the ice was dark and extremely cold. I wasn’t able to see anything; I was frightened that I wouldn’t find my way back. It was an unusual feeling, like time had stopped and everything was moving slow. I ran out of breath and eventually found my way back. The whole school assumed that I had died from coldness and wouldn’t come back up. After warming up, it was the new kids turn to jump. Everyone waited but he couldn’t jump he choked. I was glad and proud of myself for overcoming my anxiety. The quote by Amit Ray really inspired me and will never be forgotten: “If you want to conquer the anxiety of life, live in the moment, live in the breath.”
Eddie, my older brother, and I have always cherished spending time with each other. Because I
My brother Jared has been an important aspect of my life since I was born. Jared has a disease called Crohns and since we found out he had this disease it has been hard for me to understand why he has this disease and why God allowed him to have this disease. But through it all, it grew me closer to God. And my brother, who was the one who was dealing with the hardest thing, was an example to me and taught me how to live my life for Christ.
I was having a blast, a whole summer being at home with my friends. Until one day I got more that I bargained for.My friend, Caleb, and I were out surfing one day waiting for the tide to start rollin in. Then all of the sudden Caleb as knocked of his board. As I look around all I could see was the icy blue ocean take the appearance of a battle ground. I remember the scream that destroyed my soul. The shaking of the water coming from a man fighting for his life. I remember the words coming out of my mouth “Hey we should go surfing at Buffels bay today, it 's pretty goddamn rad there”. The feeling of guilt that took over my body, along with the fear of what will happen next. I remember the haunting image of a man missing his leg being taken away by the metal angel we call helicopters. A week later Caleb was alive, but was not left untouched like me. He was missing his left leg from the knee down, he was attacked by a great white shark. This was the moment that my life changed. I could never focus on the nightmare inducing screams, but I focused that how incredibly lucky I am to have walked away from this whole event unharmed. I focused on the fact that two months later Caleb was back into the ocean, something I could never
The most impactful individual in my life is my mother, Samantha Jarvis, and that is because, she is the one person I know will always be there for me and guide me when I need help. Its safe to say that I would not exist without her (and my dad) and while that is physically true, I also believe that I would not the person I am today without her. My mom has always encouraged me, even from a young age, to chase my passion for learning and find the answers to my questions. She is the one, I get most of morals, ideals, and work ethic from. My mom is one of those people who give a lot and expect nothing in return. She has been the sole provider of my family for the past 18 years due to my father having a broken back and being unable to work. She also the one that does the cleaning around the house, runs errands around town, takes time off work or skips lunch to take me or my sibling to therapy or, to the doctor’s office, and just about everything else.
“Hey kids come on get in!” My dad yelled across the parking lot. Reilly, Olivia and I were going camping with our dads just for the weekend. We got in the car and began our 2 hour drive to Hocking Hills. It was a boring drive, and we were cramped in the back with all of the camping gear, tents, food, clothes, bedding. Eventually we got to the campground and set up our tents. It was a nice cozy little area. We had woods all around us except in front of us where the car was. Reilly, Olivia and my tent was in the middle of our dads’ tents. After we had everything set up we did some exploring in the woods. We didn’t know what secrets it held.
On that fateful day in March, I was a couple months shy of my third birthday. My family and I lived in New Mexico at the time and were renting a house with an outdoor in-ground pool. The day was beautiful. I was outside with my oldest sister Rachel and my father. Rachel was diligently reading curled up on a bench that sat against the house, and my father was mowing the backyard. My mother and my other sister were in the house. Off to one side of the house there was a group of large bushes. I was playing over there with one of her large cooking pots, off in my own little world. At one point while amusing and en...
As children, my brother and I were very close. Well, as close as a brother and sister can be. We played together all of the time, and he always tucked me into bed at night. Sometimes, when I was scared of the dark, he would take all of my stuffed animals and surround me with them. In elementary school, he was very protective of me. He always made sure that no one was ...
Then one day after he got tired, he told me to just drive him home. so that was my first time on the highway at 14 and in a full sized truck. That was pretty scary and pretty dangerous. When I ended up getting my first car, he taught me everything about it. He would get out there and roll around on the ground, showing me things about it.
Everyone needs a best friend in her lifetime. She needs somebody that she can trust and go to with her problems. A best friend should be there for you all the time, no matter what the situation may be. In my case, I have known my best friend for my entire life. My best friend happens to be my younger sister, Brittany. She is only thirteen months younger than I am, so we are very close. Having Brittany as my best friend has made me into the person I am today. She has taught me how to trust people, how to resolve my problems, and how to open up and express my feelings.
My Mother - The Greatest Inspiration in My Life When asked who their hero is, most people respond with the name of an athlete or an actress/actor. When asked who my hero is, I would have to respond with a simple three letter word: mom. My mother has been the greatest inspiration in my life and is the main reason that I am where I am and who I am today. Born and raised in Richmond, Kentucky, I would like to introduce you to my mother, Vicki Grant. Currently the age of 47, Mom is the oldest of three girls.
In the beginning of his sophomore year, the knee problems came back, and with a vengeance. He had to leave school again after the first quarter. It was saddening to have to miss him again. But some of my fondest memories of this year were when three of us stormed his house as a trio and dragged him out to take him to movies, parties, etc. The feeling of completion that he brings to our circle really reinforces my feelings that we're all the best of friends.
Who is the most significant person in my life? Well, that is easy enough to answer. However, there is not just one significant person that is in my life. My mother and father are the most important people in my life. I couldn 't possibly just pick one of them to write about because they both mean so much to me, and there is so much to tell about the two of them. From cuts and bruises all the way up to the major stuff, such a broken heart, they have always been there to patch me up, and repair the broken heart. They are my shoulder to cry on, and my motivation when I feel like I can’t handle life. I would definitely not be the person I am today without the two of them. I’d consider myself lucky to be half the person that they are.