Personal Narrative: The Story Of A Child

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I never realized until this year how influential my niece, Makenzie Curry, is in my life. We are complete opposites and I find it astounding how we are even related sometimes, but I wouldn’t change anything. She was born only 2 months and 7 days after me, so we are really close in age. She’s the kind of person who has always been there for me when I needed it and she wasn’t just family, she was also my best friend. She is encouraging, caring, and inspiring. She has definitely helped shape me into the person that I am today. Our relationship started when we were really young. Her family lived with mine when they weren’t able to afford their own house yet. We did everything together, and when we went out, my mom was frequently asked if we were twins. Soon my sister was able to buy their own house and they moved out, but she still came over everyday in the mornings. We would watch TV, dance, play board games and house. We even started our own band, but that ended quickly …show more content…

School wasn’t as easy for me as it was for her. She made friends easily since she was outgoing, but I couldn’t since I was shy. At the time, I didn’t like being in the same grade as her because it was like she forgot about me when she was around everyone else, but she proved me wrong. Around third grade, she really started talking to me and being my friend again. She encouraged me to make my own friends and really helped me throughout my elementary school years. Because of her, I finally made two friends: Aspen and Lillian. A few more years went by and we were in middle school now. There was so much drama between Aspen, Lillian, and I and I was soon alone, again. Makenzie was there for me at this time. She hung out with me at school whenever she could and she made room for me at her lunch table. Frequently, she would come over after school and would just talk to me and do anything to make me feel better. We got really close and I am so thankful that I had her at this

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