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The only time in my life in which I had to convince someone of something has been me having to convince myself that I am not a lost cause. People make mistakes and I have made my fair share, but that does not mean that I am less of a person. It is a constant battle trying to convince someone that they are not worthless. It is not a quick fix, or an over night event. It takes years and years to restore the amount of confidence that was once there. This is something that I have personally come to face. Everyday I try to convince my self that I am still worth the fight. It takes consistency not to relapse and fall back into old patterns. Somedays are harder than others, but in the end I know that I am worth it. I am quite the persuader.

    It has become apparent throughout my high school years that I struggle with quite a bit academically. Not only have I found it rather difficult to find classes that interest me, but I have also found many classes to be challenging for me. Whether it is not being able to comprehend the material or the pace of the class is far too fast, I have found school to be very demanding. Because I struggle with school so much, I have dedicated most of my academic life to doing better than my best.

Which subject am I least prepared for when it come to the ogt. It is hard to choose just one. However, I would have to say social studies. I've never been all that great at social studies, I do not remember the days or years of events, and it is not something that I find to be an easy task. So, I will do what I have been doing, of course. I will continue taking practice ogt test and studying notes I have taken. Besides that, I am not sure there is much else I can do. Mostly, I just have to get out of my head. I am never going to be prepared for any ogt if I keep doubting myself and thinking the worse will happen. Honestly, I believe I am overcoming this doubt that consumes me. With every practice test I try on my own, no grade no pressure, I feel more comfortable about the ogt. Also, these independent practices have helped me outside of studying for the ogt. They have helped me select the best answer based on context clues. I have come to see that , yes, most answers seem like they...

Jim Bob Jones was a very disturbed man. He planned a trip to Dave and Buster’s for himself so that he could stuff his face full of food and play games with nobody there to annoy him. However, some of Jim Bob’s acquaintances wished to accompany him. Jim Bob tried to deny their request, but they were very persistent. Therefore, Jim Bob gave in and off to Dave and Buster’s they went or so they thought. Along the way, Jim Bob decided that he was not going to Dave and Buster’s. Across the border he drove, the Canadian Flag majestically waved through the air, but none of the passengers seemed to be aware of their location. As the hours went by and the night became darker, everyone wondered why they had not arrived at their destination. They saw moose run amuck and realized that they were far from home. The sound of water started to emerge from the unknown. Jim got a devious look upon his face as he slammed on the gas. Panic occurred, pervading the vehicle. Before the passengers could take ca...

It is the last Thursday of November, and I am snuggled up in my red, cozy blanket infront of the fireplace. I pick up my phone and call for cheesy bread and Hawaiian Pizza. Half an hour later I hear a knock on the door. To my surprise, the best people in the world are at my doorstep. Elliot, Carson, Nya, and India thought I could use some company. The whole night is full of jokes and laughter as we watch Disney Classics and eat pizza in the living room by the fireplace.  These are the moments that I am going to remember. The night when a group of friends came together and bonded over exchanged laughter. The day when close friends became aware of truths that have been held back, and still accepted eachother for who they are. The conversations about life, loss, and lust. The moments when I felt truly happy. These are the moment I will always remember because these are the moments I wish would last forever. 

My friends and I are walking down the street. Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. We realize the same person has been behind us for a few blocks now. We start to make turns onto unknown streets, hoping we would lose him. He continues to follow us, and we start to panic.  "Go!" "Go!" "Go!" We all scream as we dah away. "Oh,no!" *Heather fell* Everyone scurries away as I stop to see if she is okay.  "He is gaining on us!" Heather screams. "Leave me!" she yells holding back tears.  I pick her up and carry her away, but I do not know if heather ended up surviving because as I carried her away, my destiny fell upon me. I risked my life to save thoughs who have saved me.

If I could do one thing that I have never done before, I would skydive because it has always been a dream of mine. I imagine jumping out of a plane to be such a liberating experience. Though it might be radical, I feel as if it could give me a whole new perspective on life. The risk is reviving. If I would not open my parachute at just the right moment, then I could die. Call me morbid, but I kind of like that. Taking chances makes me feel alive, such as bungee jumping off of a bridge or diving off of a cliff. The adrenaline makes me feel as if life is still worth living. Perhaps that Is why I crave danger. Knowing that life is fragile makes me want to test my limits beyond what is perceived as possible. Never will I allow others to limit me. If freedom is what I crave, shower me in it.