Personal Narrative Essay On A Personal Experience

September 12, 2016 was the worst morning of my life. Actually, I can honestly say the worst experience. It is worse than when I cut my finger last year. It all started approximately two to three weeks ago. Let me explain, how the situation evolved. I still really can not imagine how it concluded. That day, I learned there are no shortcuts around some things; you just have to do it.
I am taking a Lakeland Community College Credit Plus (CCP) class this semester. It is a college level English class. I was so proud that I was able to take such a class my sophomore year. My assignment was to write an essay about a personal narrative. My teacher allowed us to pick our own topic of choice. That, I thought, was going to be great. I have always felt writing about something or some personal experience is so much easier; than an assigned topic. The words

I wrote and turned in my first draft. Then, I got it back. Additionally, I corrected errors that my teacher had suggested as corrections. After that, I rectified it once more. I then wrote my second draft and also turned that one in for corrections. In between all that, the whole class was peer editing. Therefore, on account of my peers, I took the information that they suggested; I added, deleted and eventually updated even more of my paper. More importantly, I thought my essay paper was completely prepared to be submitted. Perfect! I had done it!
Looking back, in my mind, it seemed it was a good idea. I just thought taking bits and pieces, adding ideas and editing my paper would be alright. What would any other student my age think? Yes, at the moment it was a stress reliever, I already wrote about that the topic, might as well take it and just change it all around. I did not anticipate that writing about my cut finger would result in my worst day of my life! I hope any other student, who would make this same wrongdoing, realizes their mistake in good