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My Rambling Autobiography I remember when I was younger, my brother and I would dress up in his old ninja costumes. **Running through out the house, we acted like we were fighting off ninjas.** We would also go on imaginary trips to Japan for "special spy missions". For the airplane, we would get chairs and put covers over them and sit underneath it and get luggage out of the closet and pretend they had our equipment in it. But that was when i was about 8 yrs. old. We had a very wild imagination haha.

My mom, dad, and brother all live with me. I was born at Northside Hospital on January 2, 1997 and have lived in Georgia in the same house my whole life. My brother was born 2 yrs. after me. A few months before he was born, I fell and had to get stitches on my forehead**.** ** He, having asthma problems, got  a lot of special attention while he was younger **.

For kindergarten, I went to Atlanta New Century School. This was when I started having to wear uniforms to school. For first grade, I went to Cumberland Christian Academy. For second - fourth grade, I went to Mount Paran Christian School. For the first few weeks of fifth grade, I went to Imagine Academy of Mableton but my parents didn't like it there so they moved me back to Cumberland for the rest of fifth and sixth grade. I finished middle school at Colonial Hills Christian School. And now I am going to high school at Kennesaw Mountain High School.

When I was in seventh and eighth grade, I did cheerleading at school. It wasn't much of a squad because there were very few people to select from for the squad. We couldn't do stunts because everyone wasn't trainned well enough for that.

High school is going to be very different for me because first of all, I will not have to wear uniforms every day. I think it will be interesting getting ready for school in the mornings because usually I can grab a shirt and a skirt, khaki pants, or navy pants. Now all of a sudden, I will actually have to pay attention to what I’m putting on in the morning. And second of all, I will not be used to such a large school since I’m used to smaller schools. __............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................__

A Zoom Lens **There was an elderly man walking down the road. Making a loud tapping noise with his stick and using it to make sure he wouldn’t fall, he guided himself through the darkness of night. He used a dark colored cloth to shield his blind eyes and was bent over in an awkward looking way. He walked in a way that was so slow, people couldn't stand to walk behind him. But they didnt know he was blind. All they knew was that he was the weird man who goes down the road in the middle of the night with his long stick. But this particular time while making his usual midnight trip down the road, he came across a hat, brown and triangular. As he picked it up, he wondered whose hat it was. He wondered whose hat it was the entire time he was walking back home. ** __ **...................................................................................................................... ** __ **Neighborhood ** As I grew up, over the summer I would go to the Giddens’ house. I played over there with David, Daniel, Matthew, sometimes Candace, and sometimes Stephen. Whenever we played over there, we always had fun. We would play with the basketball. We played with the skateboard and bikes. We played with water guns, water hoses, and sprinklers and had water fights. We ran around the backyard. We played hide and go seek. We all basically did what every kid loves to do: play. But as time passed on, Candace stopped playing with us (she’s 5 years older), and we stopped going over there. I guess we all just grew up and were too old for playtime. __............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................__   **Personal Essay **

For my personal essay, I decided to do number 1. let me know if i should make any changes :)

I grew up in an everyday household in Mableton, Georgia with my mother Michelle, my father Chris, and my brother Matthew. My neighborhood is a pretty ordinary with friendly neighbors and people of all ages. A great thing is that I have never had to live in a bad neighborhood and I am appreciative that I never have and I pray that I never will. If I had grown up in an underprivileged area, I may not care about school as much as I do, and have as many privileges and opportunities as I do. Living in a decent or bad neighborhood can sometimes be the difference between you wanting to be somebody distinctive in life and not concerned about what you do in life. This may sound like I am showing off all that I have and that I think I’m superior to other people. This is not what I am trying to say. All I’m saying is that I am very grateful to have as many opportunities as I have had in life. I also grew up in a great church so that probably helped shape me into the person I am today. At my church I like to help out with the toddler room because I like working with kids and it can count as community service. And that is good because community service is a significant thing to do. Even though I always try to do things right I still mess up… everyone does. We just have to decide what we want to do with those flaws and try to fix them.

I have chores at home that teach me responsibility. I have to keep my room clean. This helps me to already have a sense of neatness and organization instilled in me for later in the future when I need to keep a house clean or keep all my work organized. I also have to do dishes. This is my least favorite chores because I don’t really like washing other people’s dishes. I also have to clean the bathroom. I don’t really mind doing that because it’s a bathroom I use also so I want to make sure it stays clean.it can be a tedious job sometimes but in the end it’s all worth it. Even though I can be lazy, I am glad I have chores because I am not the most responsible person in the world, but I am still somewhat responsible. Things may not get done on time but they usually still get done

Where you come from (your household, your hometown, and your neighborhood) usually reflects who you are. But if it’s a bad place you shouldn’t let it get to your head that you can’t be somebody. If you come from a very wealthy home, don’t think you will always have it easy in whatever you do. Always work hard to be somebody in life. All you have to do is don’t give up on yourself and do the best you can in school so that you can make sure that you have set yourself up for the best future you can possibly give yourself. . Responsibility, neatness, and organization are great attributes to have in life and I am blessed to have been raised by parents who love me and want to teach me to have these attribute. __......................................................................................................................__ SAT essay I say you should remember where you came from such as your old neighborhood, previous job position, past experiences, etc. When you remember where you came from, it can help keep you level-headed and not all of a sudden think you are better than everyone else.

One day in the elevator on her way to the top floor of her office building, Jill was with one of her previous co-workers, bob. When bob told her hey and asked how she was doing, she completely ignored him and turned up her nose in disgust that someone on a lower level was talking to her. Bob noticed the attitude he was giving her and said to her that she shouldn’t be rude to people on lower levels of the office building. When she asked why, he said that she shouldn’t be rude to there because there once was a time when she was on their level too. She paused and thought about this all day. She was not acting like the professional she cowed to be: caring, respectful and hardworking.

You see, remembering where you came from can be a key to success. If you come from a bad neighborhood, don’t let yourself settle for less. When you get older, strive to live a better life and if you can, go back to your old neighborhood and see if there are any ways you can help them out. Don’t just try to pretend like that part of your life never existed.