<p>I'm sure this forum gets tons of these a day, so I'll keep it short- any feedback is appreciated, be as harsh as you'd like and give HONEST advice. Not my first draft, certainly not my final. Thanks in advance.</p>
<p>Prompt:
Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud and how does it relate to the person you are?</p>
<p>My Essay(Cities kept anonymous):</p>
<p>Before entering high school, I was convinced that it would be the absolute best time of my life, filled with nothing but fun times with friends and a chance to prove I could get far in my studies, with a loving family to support me all the while. Beginning in October of that year, however, my entire perception of life and school crumbled before me. My stepfather lost his long-term job, and, thanks to a failing economy, lack of a degree to fall back on, and an already unemployed wife, he turned to the bottle. The months of verbal and physical abuse began, my mother and myself his most frequent victims. Eventually my guardians came to their senses and decided to move to [City X, CA], a few hours away, in pursuit of employment, leaving me crushed, after having only just settled into everyday life after the previous move, less than a year before. I was about to lose my friends, my family, and my faith, implications that left me questioning what purpose I even had in living- would anyone even care if I were gone? Was I simply an insignificant being destined to suffer through the experiments of some malicious deity? Days before the dreaded move, my grandparents stepped in and allowed me to stay with them for the rest of the school year, a chance that I am still extremely grateful to have been given to this day, with the hopes of someday being able to somehow repay them for their kindness and understanding in my time of lost hope. Despite being offered transportation from my new home in [New City] to [School city, 40 mins away] for school every day, twice a day, for the rest of the year, something which I knew would be absolutely crippling to my already financially troubled grandparents, I chose not to abuse their love and took up a job after classes as a mechanics assistant to pay for bus fare and groceries as often as I could in an attempt to reciprocate the sacrifices they were making for me, a decision for which I now take great pride in. Though the days were long and the work difficult, I somehow managed to juggle school, work, sports, and friendships; I was finally happy and at peace with the circumstances that I was put through, even when I knew my days with the best friends I had ever had were quickly coming to an end and that I would soon have to face the difficulties of switching schools yet again, the very thing which I had fought so hard to avoid. Although I did not earn the very best grades I may have otherwise received, nor live in the most adverse conditions, I know for sure that those six months spent living with my grandparents were among the most crucial in my life thus far, for they have taught me the meaning of determination and showing kindness to others when they need it most, qualities which I believe are not shown frequently enough in the world today, qualities which I strive to show to others in everything I do.</p>