Personal Narrative Analysis

I had achieved something. I conquered an impediment in my life. Something that was a burden to me since I said my first word. For seven years I was plagued by my inability to speak normally. After a school change and hours upon hours of speech therapy, I was able to talk normally. This accolade in my early life opened a door for me, and it also inadvertently shut one.
I spent two years in the public door system. I made many friends and developed numerous relationships. I felt that I fit in there. I had friends I sat with in the cafeteria and ate lunch with. I had friends. I played rec sports with them on the weekends and sometimes went to their houses. They all liked me, despite my inability to make the s sound. They liked me for who I was.

But once I conquered my impediment, it was time for me to leave the public school and come to Eastern Christian.
I was nervous. I had friends and I was comfortable. I knew my friends liked me for me because they did not seem to mind how I talked. For a short-sighted first grader, this seemed like a negative situation. Losing friends and moving to a vaguely familiar environment is not something that would appear to someone that is only seven years old.
When I arrived at Eastern Christian, I was greeted with smiles, and happy faces. At first, the bigger kids were daunting and teachers were intimidating. I timidly walked onto the playground, mortified of the unfamiliar faces. Little did I know that the first person I saw, John, would become one of my best friends for life.
Today I do not know where I would be without him. Even though I do not usually see him, I will never forget his memory. I never expected he would become a best friend for me, but I am eternally grateful for the hospitality and friendship he showed me.