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Values/ Personal Essay


I will not lie; I know this because I changed in that way too. I saw the world as my childhood friends saw it. At times I could feel that something was missing in my life. I felt that I was not living right and I was not appreciating the fact that I have a chance at a successful life when other people did not. That I was not looking at life in the right way. Obviously as a teenager I did not think any deeper and it took a real life experience to open my eyes and unblock my heart. I thank the Lord that he let an event come my way that changed my whole life and saved me from totally abandoning what I truly cherished deep inside. .
             It was a warm, summer day and I was coming back from a friend's house. To get home I had to pass the park that I use to play games in with my friends. Whenever I walked by there I always had joyful memories flood through me. The memories were constantly of good times and laughter, as one might only experience when young and innocent. Beautiful memories of the days when I felt so whole, like I had a place in the world and I was needed. There was a soft, silky breeze that night and I remember smelling the air and feeling as I did as a child. Fresh and peaceful, not a care in the world and glad to be alive. However my connection with my childhood disappeared as I came nearer to the end of the park. Angry shouts and cruel laughter echoed in the silent park. For a brief second I thought someone was attacking me, but I soon realized that it was much worse. Thinking that maybe there was some sort of argument going on, I walked closer to the voices. Then suddenly a piercing, inhuman cry blasted through the air, followed by another and another. The sound resulted in me jumping at least three feet into the air and twisting my ankle. The pain was unbearable but I ignored it and dragged myself toward the cries. It sounded to me as if some kind of animal was in terrible agony. Upon hearing the voices again, a cold shiver went through my body and I realized that I knew whom those voices belonged to.


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