Felisha Wells Block 2 May 20, 2011 Autobiography
My Life
My Name Is Felisha Wells. I was born on a warm Wednesday October 13, 1993. I was my father’s first child and he was very happy. He looked in my eyes and knew that I would become someone in life. As I got older life got harder and it was starting to look bad. I had a very difficult childhood living from house to house not know where I would be the next day. Not knowing if I would be with my family or not. But I just smile, lifted my head up and kept walking. I prayed everyday to get through it and I did. But then I started High School. My freshmen year was something I never expected. Everything was so new to me. It’s the year that was one of the hardest but I remember the least. The hardest because I was going to school with much older people, I was afraid. I wanted to fit in but I just didn’t know how to. So I did the one thing I knew I could do, which was pay attention in class and get the best grades I possibly could. I got all B + and I was so proud of myself. I gained some great friends and found out that I didn’t have to try to fit in or crack under pure pressure. I learned that fitting in meant that you would lose yourself and never come back. And that was something that I wasn’t willing to lose.
The next year I began my sophomore year. By then I was known to be a very smart student wish in my and my families eyes was a great thing but that’s all when people started to take advantage of me. They would try to copy off my homework and test and I hadn’t got the dignity to say no. I wanted to be liked by everyone so I said yes. Until once day the teacher had caught some students and had pulled them aside to have a talk. They got in trouble when they walked back in the room and I thought I was next. Ms. Zamora called me outside to have a talk with me and that’s when she said, “ You are a very strong smart student. Those students will never learn if you keep letting them do that to you. You need to learn to say no and get some backbone.” Those words help me get through my sophomore year. I started to say no and told them to do there own work. I had to hear people say “ Oh you suck what kind of friend are you and If you let me copy I will give you money”. That is when I had decided to step up for what I believe and knew was right and start to say “ Well that’s too bad”. I keep my head in my schoolbooks and stop letting people distract me and try to control me. There was still family stress and drama. My school was closing and we weren’t going to see a lot of each other anymore. I wasn’t too happy about my education status because my school was going through a lot of missing teachers and teachers without credentials. Which resulted in P.U.S.D. not renewing the charter. That was the year I had earned my highest G.P.A, which was a 3.999. It was the high of the year. It made me very proud to know that you can learn no matter what situation you are in you just must have faith. “Welcome! To those of you who are just joining us at Aveson Global Leadership Academy this is a project-based school. And we hope that you enjoy this year with us, this year will be great!” I had butterflies flying in my stomach and I didn’t know how to
feel. My junior year was at a completely new school. I wasn’t sure how I was going to handle it. I had no clue what kind of kids went there, how they would act or if they would even like me. I knew a few people there and many of my friends form my old school enrolled at Aveson too and we were all feeling the same way. On the outside of me I had to act like I was not afraid at all. Show no fear and no emotions. But the inside of me was screaming for someone to save me. But as I got to meet more teachers and student I got more confident. That is when I find out what all charter schools have in common. You get more attention from your teachers and that’s exactly what I got. It was more hands on and that made me so happy. I learned lot of things and I began to love more of my subjects especially History, until the teacher that pushed me to love history left. My other classes were a piece of cake. I had taken many classes I had never taken like Zumba and cake decorating. It was one of the joyful moments of my life until let other people control my emotions, which is something I regret for the rest of my life. But that disaster has just made me stronger. And it pushed me to want to follow my dream and pass my junior year with flying colors. Because I was one year from becoming a senior and I needed to be ready. I finished my junior year with a 3.7 and a smile of success. The next thing you know it is summer time and my life takes a complete turn for the worse. I had been having problems from the beginning but it just got worse. Someone that I trust had betrayed me and I just didn’t know what to do but cry. I cried because I was stuck in the thought that no one loved me and that I was all alone again. That no one cared for me or cared about my feelings until I went to see my mom and she comforted
me and told me that I was loved by all my family no matter what. It was like breathing for the first time. My summer ended at a great note, which is how my senior year started. It is now 2011, I am a senior graduating from high school, and I can’t believe it. I never thought that I would be here. I have finally made it and I have never been happier. If I were to go back in time and tell myself something it would be to have faith because you are going to make it. The story of my high school life has been a journey that has kept me on my toes and had me thinking at one point, “ This is too hard I wont finish. I will just be one of those teenagers that do nothing with there life�. Well I have proved that thought and all those people wrong. I am now glad to say that I am a graduation senior with a 3.7 G.P.A grade point average. I am so thankful for all those people who have help me do this and it has and will all pay off in the future. I am Part of the graduating Class of 2011, the best year ever.