Everybody has an event in their life that has helped shaped them or become the person that they are today. Whether it's good or bad, it's something that will stick with you for the rest of your life. My sister has always been someone I looked up to, everything she did I wanted to do. But when I was 10 years old my sister ran away from home and after that day my life changed. Growing up my sister was a trouble maker and would constantly get into fights with my mom. As her younger sister, I would always cover and defend her because I didn't want her to get in more trouble.When she turned 15 years old that's when she meet her boyfriend and he was 19 years old. My mom didn't approve of it because of the such big age gap. So my sister started sneaking out the house, so she can see him. She would pretend to sleep wth me in my room and I would help her sneak out. She was doing this for about 3 weeks when one day she didn't come back. I remember waking up that day, not seeing her in my room, and starting to worry. My mom kept on asking me where she was and I didn't say anything because I thought she would come back sometime that day but she didn't. That's when my mom started freaking out and calling all of her friends to try to find her. …show more content…
From seeing all the stuff my sister did it really helped me realize that I wanted to do better than her when I grow up. Not only for my parents but for myself. I saw how her bad decisions, turned her whole world upside down and I did not want that for myself. I wanted to be the daughter my parents were so proud to tell everyone about. So, once I entered high school I set a goal for myself, do the best I could do and do not let myself make dumb mistakes. My freshman and sophomore year I did not do as well as I would have wanted to do. My grades were not where they should have been but I didn't let that discourage me from giving it my all my junior
My sister is the individual I go to when I require somebody to converse with, the person who is dependably there and recognizes what to say. My more established sister has affected who I am by showing me the estimation of pride and diligent work and like whatever other more seasoned sister she has been a good example. She would wear something blue so there I was attempting to discover something near to that shading and style; even thought she would get distraught. I grew up seeing her desire for mulling over and buckling down. This taught me that through diligent work anything is
In chapter 8, Lost in the Mall, Slater tells us about Elizabeth Loftus. She is a professor at the University of Washington and an experimental psychologist who does research about human memory. She learned about to men who believed different things about human memory and decided to challenge them. The first was Plato. He believed that in a form of absolute or ideal memory. He thought memory would appear completely preserved. The second was Freud. He claimed that memory was a reduplication of a dream and fact. He believed memories were repressed. Loftus believed that people tend to confuse things between memory and imagination. She wanted to prove people could distort memories and also make up fake memories. False memory is an apparent recollection
During my freshman and sophomore year my grades were not great and there is no excuse for that. During the second month of my freshman year, I was blessed with a beautiful daughter. I spent most of my time taking care of my daughter and working as much as possible to support her, because of it my grades suffered. Although it was tough being stretched so thin when it came to time, I wouldn’t change a thing. Those first two years of college really showed me how to overcome adversity and also how to multitask.
Some people, some great people deserve to live forever, or at least die in a worthy or in a fulfilling way. I just got the short end of the bargain, I just got one of the worst things on this earth, cancer. Anyone can get the disease, but the way I see it, it seems unfair and unruly that pure souls could end up with a painful and undeserving demise. Unfortunately, I was one of those pure souls.
The struggle of not being able to breathe properly, gasping for air while the fever inside was killing me little by little and my fragile self in the age of four did not know what was happening to me I was brain dead, more like clueless little kid almost having a near death experience of having a seizure that in the end it changed my life and the way I looked at it because God gave me another chance to actually prove to him that I can be someone in my life and grateful to be alive today knowing that I have family that actually loves me for who I am.
One thing that really bothers me is how much I changed. I used to play games all day, not focus on school, wouldn't get in serious trouble, and was very innocent compared to my present day self. There are cons and pros of my past self compared to how I am currently. I am more happy of how I am now then I am before. As time changes, so do I and I can not stop that. What’s done has already been done and can’t be changed so you always have to look towards the future and never the past. The past will not definite who you are today unless you let it. I would have never expect that I would be transferred to a continuation high school in my freshman year. It is a bad thing to many people, but I am thankful that I am sent to it because I will learn
It seems unbelievable my oldest is a few days off being a decade old. I know every parent wonders “where has the time gone?” a multitude of times during their children’s childhoods, but as I realize my son is over halfway to 'adulthood' it seems like the time has flown by.
My sister is important to me in a numerous amount of ways. She has taught me to be truthful, kind and to never loose faith. Through her I’ve learned to have self-confidence in all that I do or I won’t limit to half of the things I am capable of. I am very thankful that she is a part of me because I know without her I wouldn’t be who I am today. She has helped mold me into the person I have become. I learn from her that making good choices is one of the most important things in life, no matter the situation. Every moment I have with ...
The person who has given me the most encouragement through my life especially in school is my sister Kaitlin. In Sixth grade I had trouble in school and one day she came over and helped me through it. Kaitlin helped me realize getting good grades in school was important if I ever wanted to get higher education, and a better job. She is currently going to an online college, and working with people who suffer from mental illnesses. My sister has encouraged me to work hard and reach my goal.
Having a older sister I can assure you that there will be times that you need help and who is better to talk to than them , most things that I deal with they have been there done that so there advice is more efficient than a random person going off of opinion. I have always appreciated the moral support of both of them, building of character is important to discovering who you are and finding you destiny in life. Being that every single one of us lived in the same house multiple personalities came with that , of course mood swings happened and fights broke out but hey three girls in one house what other outcome would there be. We were still sisters and there was no hesitation on correcting each other we wanted what best for each other if that meant exchanging words that may hurt than that’s what it was. This life wasn’t meant to be perfect but the preparation and foundation for life starts with the criticism from the ones who know you best and the ones you
Because of it she would tell me she would come to see me but rarely did. I grew used to being disappointed by her and it came to be expected. So when my sister was in town staying with my mom, I still rarely got to see her. I missed her because I loved her a lot and we were very close.
Pulling with all her might, as the cold, frigid winds and rain soaked her clothing, the latch finally freed, allowing her to sit upon the cold wooden throne. Yes, this was the infamous outhouse, just one of many stories revealed by my mother as she explained her childhood experiences so many years ago, well not that long ago. This paper will provide an insight into the many challenges and obstacles my mom has endured at such a young age, more than most people face in a lifetime. Such stories are very spiritually uplifting and will provide a broader scope of how I view life. She is truly an inspiration to us all.
First, I am a good sister because I am always there for my sisters, no matter what. Siblings should drop anything to help one another, and that is a quality I can proudly say I possess. According to Penn State professors Mark Feinberg and Susan McHale, and graduate student Anna Solmeyer, children with siblings feel more supported and cared for. I provide my sisters with love and support in any situation. No matter what the situation, they know they can be honest with me and I will not abandon them. For me, having sisters is a wonderful blessing because I feel like I will always have someone by my side. My sisters know I am always there for them, and I believe that qualifies me as a good sister.
It all started out when my very shy, self-conscious sister didn’t really fit in well. She was 16, chubby, and had very few friends. One day, Becky’s best friend Debbie introduced her to a 19 year old guy named John. Becky and John hit it off very well and started dating by the next week. They spent all their time together; he came to our family events but was very quiet and didn’t really talk to anyone besides my sister.
During my life, I have learned many things that I’m either expected to do or know. My family and friends have impacted my life in multiple ways that have shaped me as a person over time. These values that my family has taught me has made me the person I am today and most likely the person I will be for the rest of my life.