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Growing Up


            All through life most people just cannot wait for the chance to become a "grown up". Anticipating the chance to have more fun and more opportunities to do things that were always looked upon as being mature and cool. After long hours of contemplating what I should choose as my personal statement in order to gain admission to (name of college or university) I decided on the one thing that I have wanted to hurry up and happen but now wish would slow down just a little bit Growing Up.
             I look back at a time of being 5 years old and dressing up in my mother's clothes in order to feel like a grown movie star. With high heels that were too big and a dress with a waistline that came down to my toes I always thought that being a grown up would not come soon enough. The many years of playing house and pretending to be a mom I never knew that my childhood would end so quickly. I still remember arguing with my mom and dad because I was not allowed to cross the street alone and I thought that was a "little kid" rule. Now I still wish that I could have such simple rules back just to drain the last bit of being a kid out of my life before moving on to harsher rules in a much more ruthless world.
             Looking back on the last couple of years of my life I realized that with growing up comes a lot of responsibilities and things that I would have never imagined as a young child. Watching TV I thought being a "teenager" would just be dealing with zits and who had which outfit or which boyfriend that week. But as I grew into my teen years I learned that TV doesn't always show what is really coming. From being faced with the pressure to drink and do a variety of drugs to a friend committing suicide growing into an adult was much more than I had bargained for. .
             Also I realized that the one thing I longed for as a child, and it seemed like it would never come, came entirely to fast. I look back at my freshmen year at Evergreen Park Community High School and I realized I still remember walking in scared and confused and exactly what I was wearing at the time, as if it was yesterday.


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