Personal Statement School Three Days After My Dad s Death

Trying to be strong-minded, I asked to go back to school three days after my dad s death. I remember getting on the bus and everyone s eyes were on my siblings and I. Life had gone on the same around us, but yet everything in my family s life had changed drastically. I remember when I first sat down and the girl in front of me named Zoey turned around to speak to me. She was several years younger than I and lacked a filter as so many innocent children do. She looked at me and asked, How did your dad die? I remember immediately feeling overheated and while I had been trying hard to act like nothing had changed, I felt that a bus had slammed into me again. I felt sadness the most in my dad s death; but I also felt a strong sense of†¦show more content†¦One could say that pain truly matures a person for a ten-year-old to have this perspective. As I sat there looking at the clock I remember how tears began to roll down my cheeks without warning. I did not make a sound, but they were there. Our desks were arranged so that they were facing other students. I remember the uncomfortable looks of two of my guy friends as they tried to avert their attention from my tears. Eventually, I knew I was about to break down and asked if I could leave the classroom. As soon as I stepped outside of the door, my mask came off, and my favorite teacher who taught third grade was there to hold me as I cried. Even as I cried, I felt embarrassment. Part of the reason that I repressed my emotions was because that felt like the only way I could get through this world of pain. My mom was a stay-at-home parent. She now had three kids to raise alone, with no college degree. Feelings of injustice, discontent, depression, and anger filled my home. The pain was too much for me to face. So I did everything that I could to avoid feeling the pain. When everything around me changed, and my family became broken, I became apprehensive about my life. Even as a fourth grader, I was aware that t he cost of college was extreme to the extent that I started a piggy bank with the purpose of saving for college. There were no leftover savings, as we had declared bankruptcy in 2005. My mom applied for a job as