Personal Narrative Essay: My First Experience Of Boxing

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Cheng Her Ms.Vano English 2, honors period:5 1/22/18 My First Experience of Boxing What I remember about the incident that changed my life was at a friends birthday party on a chilly autumn day. It was on a Sunday night, and my friends and I were having the time of our life slurping pho and delicious spicy noodles. Someone suggested that we should box, so we watched each other box one another for about thirty minutes. As a 14 year old boy observing others fight I enjoyed it, but as we enjoyed the fights a friend of mine suggested me to box. Because I never fought someone before in my whole life, I refused to box with them when they asked. Being a coward myself back in middle school, I never stood up for anyone or myself because of fear of getting into trouble. Like a hyena, I was always dashing away and betraying others when a threat or danger approaches me. Whenever someone got in trouble because of me I never stood up for them, and I would let them get scolded instead of me. Back to …show more content…

This idea of pride suddenly came in my head because I knew I had to keep going or I will be laughed at. Pride overcame me so I chose the second choice which I regret because I could’ve came to school without feeling sore in my arms and legs. But as a young gentleman I don’t like backing down because of pride, thus the fight continues. After getting pummeled by him some more, my brain finally snapped and I finally got the courage to fight back. Clenching my cowardly fists, I withdrew my hand and then socked him straight in the face making him slip. Landing blows after blows on him I did not care what would happen to me, maybe my brain has had enough of my cowardness. Maybe my brain told my body that I should start standing up for myself and that I do have the courage to fight, I just don’t try. Whatever the case, I had finally stood up for myself for once in my fifteen year old

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