Personal Narrative: An Overview Of High School

In eighth grade, I had my whole life planned out. I thought it through carefully and knew the exact timeline. During high school, I decided that I would get a variety of grades, as all my Taylor Road friends warned me that Northview High School was a school comprised of geniuses, one of which they supposed me not to be. I was also certain that I would continue to play softball all four years of high school, convincing myself to follow in the footsteps of my sister and perform in musicals during the off-season. Following high school, I would major in business, as proposed by my mom,; get married right out of undergrad, as suggested by my grandmother; and ultimately never work a day in my life. This plan that I devised for myself was bliss. I never thought that I would deviate from my proposed scheme. But, then freshman year hit, accompanied by an onslaught of transformation.

My real motivation in doing so was to acquire new friends. However, overtime, these practices became more than just me trying to impress others, but rather me trying to impress myself. I discovered the individuality that the sport fostered within me, driving me to become more than a mere result of those around me. I still played softball that fall, but my first deviation from my plan was missing musical tryouts to go on a run instead. I realized I did not really want to stand in front of a crowded audience with shaky nerves, as I witnessed my sister do beforehand, but that I wished to explore my limits and the world around me, through running. Thus, choosing running, despite the examples of my sister or those who preceded me, was the first decision that I felt I made truly independent of others. Running then sparked my transformation away from doing what others expected of me and towards embracing the person I truly