Personal Narrative Essay

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My mom died when I was six years old of leukemia. After that my dad drove my two brothers and I to Pennsylvania to see his mom. Once we got there I met my grandma; she was a very over bearing women, she always had to have things her way. She thought it would be best if we moved to Alaska. When we got there, I missed Colorado right away. I missed my family but most of all I missed my mom. When I started school, I had a lot of problems. My disruptive behavior got me in a lot of trouble; I thought if I caused enough trouble, my grandma would send me back to Colorado. After so long I realized she wasn't going to send me back, so I just got better at cheating. By the time I was in third grade I had become an expert at cheating. I had five different resources for book reports and had mirrors strategically placed all over the classroom.By fifth grade I realized I could cheat better if I didn't do anything all year and just collect the work of my friends and at the end of the year copy it and turn it in. This trick worked for fifth and sixth grade. At the end of my sixth grade year a friend of mine committed suicide. I didn't understand why they did it; I asked myself if I did anything that would have caused it. The whole thing just reminded me of my mother's death. My friend Ricky and I went over to his friend john's and he offered us some weed. Under the circumstances I thought it would be the perfect way to get my mind off of death. I felt like I was completely dead inside. I took two puffs and let Ricky and John has the rest. I went home and I still wasn't feeling anything, after awhile I thought I'd never get rid of the thought of suicide. Once I started smoking weed my friends started dying off one by one and I started taking anti-depressants, which went on throughout middle school.I finally had enough and tried to commit suicide myself but my friend Kody, forced me to puke the pills up. My home life was pretty much non-existent. I was never home and when I was I was sleeping, my dad was out dealing with his own problems and my grandma was always drunk. I failed the eighth grade and had to go to summer school. When high school started, I skipped the classes I didn't like and didn't do anything in the classes I did like. When I skipped, I'd go to places nearby: Burger king, the library across the street, and sometimes even the grocery store. My relationships with girlfriends up to this point were little more than two people wanting to get laid. Then one day in English, a class I rarely showed up to, a girl sat next to me and introduced herself, she said "hi, my names Kirsten, I've never seen you in here before are you new. "I said "no im a freshman" and she said "really, im a junior, you should come to lunch with me". I had already made plans with my friend Ryan so I asked "can my friend Ryan come along, I said I would have lunch with him", she said "O.k., meet me in the parking lot, outside the library" I said "ok". When lunch rolled around Ryan...

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