Personal Narrative Essay

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Before junior year, I got up at 5:45 a.m. and took the train and bus to school. Getting my driver's license meant more freedom, more independence, and sleeping in later. For my parents, my license meant a free taxi company for my 3 younger sisters, but I didn’t know that my license would mean getting closer to my sister Ella.  Before I started driving us to and from school, Ella and I didn’t talk much. We wouldn’t sit together on the train, and after school we would both do homework and go to our activities. On the weekends, I’d be at a basketball tournament, and she’d be at a dance competition. Driving with her was the first time we were alone together for an extended period of time. Last year, I often came out of school hunched over, not just from my backpack, but also from the weight of the stress of homework and tests. Yet, I knew the second I got in the car with Ella, I’d be able to clear …show more content…

We talked about friends, school, family, and life. I found myself becoming a good listener and more comfortable sharing my feelings and ideas, even offering advice. This summer, Ella was thinking about transferring to Lyons Township, the local public high school, because her friend group at Fenwick were “mean girls.” I told her the story of how I struggled at first with making friends at Fenwick. During lunch one day, my old friends and I got detention for throwing grapes at each other. Alone in a dreary room for an hour and ready to die of boredom, I realized that I needed to branch out, because I didn’t want to spend high school in an empty classroom with these goofballs. The next day at lunch I decided to sit with some guys from the soccer team, who don’t throw grapes at people, and ever since I have been friends with them. I told Ella that I was sure she could find a nice group of friends like I did. In the end, she decided to come back to Fenwick, and I couldn’t be more proud of

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