I have always loved being in charge. Maybe I have
always loved being in charge becuase at home my sister would always boss me
around when my parents where not around. She would tell what to do and waht not
to do as if she was my mother. So being a leader is my only chance to be in
charge. I often get bossy when I am trying to be a leader because I like
everyone to do as I say and be organized. When I do this I feel important,
respected and respondible; I feel as if people looked up to me.
Since I could remember I was always trying to avoid
talking to anyone besides my family. I was afriad of speaking, shaking hands or
even eye contact with someone I did not know well. I do not know why I was so
shy or felt this way, maybe I was afriad of being made fun of. When ever
someone would come over to my parents to say hello, I would hide behind my
mother. In kindergarten I was even afraid of asking the teacher to go to the
bathroom, I would either wait for reccess or wait until I got home.
I have lost countless jackets, shirts, sweaters,
pencilcases in my childhood. I have always been the absentminded person of the
family. Every time I got back from school my mother would scold me becuase I
had lost or forgotten yet another sweater at school. Once I was so distracted
that I even left my backpack at school. In several octions I have borrowed
something from someone such as a pencil and lost it. I always misplace my
belongings and my father always gets upset becuase he says that I am always
“daydreaming.”