The World That Has Shaped Me
When I look back, I’ve realized that I am very lucky. I have parents who are not only supportive, they are also easygoing. They want me to be anything I want to be. They also push me to try new things. My friends are awesome too. I know I can count on a select few to trust.

One reason why I feel I’m successful is because my parents have pushed me. My mom once said that I could be anything as long as I’m successful. I feel that she has done everything to try and get me ahead. Not just in school, but in sports too. She insist I do a sport throughout High School. For example, during summer she had me try water polo for the first time. She had me do it for two weeks. I honestly thought I would hate it. And I did for the first week. Before water polo, I only thought of myself as a swimmer and basketball player. So, as the first week passed, I began liking it A LOT more than basketball. As the season went on I made a lot of new friends. If I hadn’t been pushed to try water polo, I don’t even know what I would of done. Hopefully, I can get a full ride for water polo.


My friends have helped me through a lot too. One in particular, Justin, Has been my life long friend. I don’t really remember anything before him. I actually don’t remember meeting him in kindergarten. Well, we’ve known each other for about 10 years now. We have a ton of history together. All of it funny. I remember a few years back when he broke his mom’s windshield. Now that was funny. It was around 9:00-9:300 and there was dew on practically everything. Justin, his cousin and I were playing tag outside his house. I was hiding behind Justin’s mom’s car. Justin saw me and climbed on top of his mom’s car. He was walking down from the top when he slipped and fell on his mom’s windshield. It completely shattered, but it didn't fall apart. It reminded me of a spider web. When Justin’s cousin and I saw him fall and shatter his mom’s windshield, we died of laughter. Justin was just standing there opened mouth. He told us that it wasn’t funny and we shouldn’t be laughing. After he said that, he started to laugh. It was more of a nervous laugh. So, I helped him make a story so he wouldn’t get into much trouble. He told them the “story” and they believed it. I didn’t see him for at least two weeks. When I finally saw him again, I told him how dumb he was. I hope we have a million more stories to tell.


My past has shaped me into the person I am today. I am very lucky to be surrounded by great people like my parents and Justin.