My life as a Legal Runaway

Describe a meaningful event or experience and how it has changed or affected the person you are. 250-500 words

I have become who I am today like a select few of my peers. I grew up without a father,I more places than i can count on one, make that two, hands. I grew up dealing with the normalities of elementary school: being the new kid, having to make friends, being alone at recess for a little bit, several times throughout my grade school years.  I have grown and strived to become the me that I am today, and the problems I have faced are what have given me the courage and drive to live on. But throughout all these events, one thing was constant, I constantly wished for a normal life. I constantly wanted to have the normal life I saw on the TV, and in the lives of the many people who were once my friends. I wished to live with my parents, to have a father that I knew the identity of, to not have to wait for a supervised visit to see my sisters. I wanted to live in one city, in one house, go to one school, to not have to say goodbye to all my friends and restart again. It made me wish for something stable.

My childhood was always filled with uncertainty. I never knew when I would be onto my next move, which always made saying goodbye even harder. They would always start the same. My alarm clock,an egg shaped and glowing blue, sits on the floor going off. I rise from my single air mattress leaning against the wall on the floor; we didn't have enough room for a real mattress or a frame (we could only have what could fit in the truck bed). I would put on my clothes, grabbing my shirt from the closet and my jeans from a tub on the floor. Made my way through the dawn lit living room to the kitchen. I heat up some french toast sticks and syrup,eat and head to the bathroom. I grab my mint toothpaste, brush, and rinse with my bubble gum mouthwash. I run a brush through my thick curly hair, grab my backpack,and head for the door. My grandpa follows behind, closes the door, hops inside the truck, and starts it. I struggle in, get my seatbelt, and close the door. We pull out of the driveway of our rental house, and drive to the school. I look out the window watching the houses pass by. We pull into the school drop off area, and he looks at me.

“Nick, give this to your teacher today. We have to move in two weeks.” he says.

“But I like it here. Can this be the one where we stay? Please?” I plea.

“The job’s over.I do too good of a job.” He chuckles. I get out of the truck, and head to my classroom. My teacher is at her desk when I enter. I walk up to them, and give her the note. They read it and turns to me.

“Well, what a shame that I have to lose such a bright student like you. Do you really have to leave us?” They ask.

“I want to, but I just can’t” I always respond.

She makes the announcement two the class, and everyone gets sad.

Two weeks pass by, and it's the last few minutes of school. I am bombarded with hugs and gifts for my friends, like a homemade treasure box, and goodbyes. The bell rings and I try to hold back the tears as I walk to the truck while they all scream goodbye as I enter. We are all packed up and we drive off. I start sobbing as we pull onto the interstate. And the whole thing start over again. Every one of these moments has caused me to become who I am today.

Because of my childhood I'm a person who is socially adapted at being the new kid, who can make friends easily. I have transformed for a shy introvert, to an outspoken extrovert who is always ready for change.I am a person who is in constant need for adventure. I used to believe that my whole life was just one big mess that I wish I could have changes. But as an adult, I now realize that I wouldn't change it for anything in the world, well maybe for a cheesecake; I am a cheesecake addict - I guess that's better than meth.

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Well, wasn't this an experience. I enjoy writing, but for some reason I dreaded writing this. Even though I really did not want to write this essay,which might determine my future, I am proud of the final product.It conveys my story, and most off all it conveys me,who I am. I only wish I had incorporated the humor more through out the essay,but overall it is something I would be proud to hang on my fridge with a golden star.