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Personal Narrative: Fugui And His Family
In the beginning of this phenomenal story Fugui, the father, loses all his land and money. Before he lost all of this, he was selfish, a cheater, didn’t care and was very immature. After losing everything including his father, he realized it was time to grow up. Fugui and his family had to change their ways of living and change the way they went about things. Individuals must persevere under hardship to fully appreciate the goodness in life is true. Fugui found who he was and became more of a leader when he lost everything. He cherished his family more and worked hard. He really grew up and became very mature and he stepped up and took care of his family by being a better husband and father. In life there are going to be a lot of bitter moments. The bitter moments aren’t always a bad thing. Having one bitter moment can lead to a lot of sweet …show more content…
I was the new girl and I had no friends. Everything started off alright, but then everyone started to pick on me and call me names. It started off with childish things and words. I would sit alone at lunch, a lot of the time crying, wondering what was so wrong with me that made everyone hate me. I felt like I was the one doing something wrong. Then the bullying started getting more physical. I would start getting nasty notes in my locker and I would just be walking down the hall and someone would stick their foot out and trip me. It got to the point where my mom had to pull me out of school because the school administration wouldn’t do anything and they would tell me it was my fault. At that point I just started to believe them. After being pulled out of school for a month my mom decided it was time for me to go back. Of course I was terrified, but I thought maybe it would be different. I thought wrong. The kids that were messing with me would start to follow me home when I was walking alone with their hoods up. I would just start to run home. Soon enough 8th grade was over and summer was
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