my life story, please read in hard times. or even just for fun

 

  My Life story 

My story started like any other story would. I was just a kid, not knowing who I was, running around trying to find a friend. After a while, I had to start making my own decisions, which was pretty hard. It still is, to be honest. I still didn’t have a clue who I was then. But now that I’m older, I’ve figured it out. And that's what I’m here to tell you. Who I am and how you can find yourself in hard times. 

At the age of three. I was adopted and I was scared, I didn't know what life would be like outside of all of those other houses. I thought I was just going to move again. Back then I didn't understand that I would have an actual family. I found myself very intrigued by the dog my mom had, her name was Sante. As time went on, I started going to school. I went to crossroads and I had many good friends. Because they were good friends they always helped me during hard times. They left a footprint in my heart, and I can still count on them to this day. 

As I grew up even more I faced challenges like any other kid would, I always found a group of kids who would always mess with me but I thought they were just being friends. But now I look back and I can see that they were just using me for answers on tests, they were never actually my friends. I still somehow find these types of people that just use me. I found out that I am very vulnerable, yet I am strong. My mom helped me through the harsh years. No matter how hard.

Because all of that happened, all of that anger and hurt that I felt from the betrayal of my “friends” all just came out one day when I was skiing with my mom. I remember that I wanted to become a great skier one day. So I took all of that anger and sorrow and put it into skiing, I trained and trained until one day I was off to the National Championships for downhill skiing. As I flew down the hill I realized that I might not even make it top ten contestants. After that run down the hill I went into the ski lodge to get some food. I remember my mom saying that we should go out and see if I won anything, at first I was very hesitant. Then I agreed, and we walked outside and waited. They called third place first, then second place, then first. I remember they said “And now for the first-place winner, Isaiah Macintosh” I was stunned! I froze in place and my mom just nudged me up to the podium. I was so happy. I looked out into the crowd and I saw my mom, smiling a proud smile. 

That just shows that anger can be channeled into something greater. The more I grew up, I started to get into money, so I got my first job as a referee at Brookside Soccer, I made a lot of money that season. As I continued to grow, I later found out who I was, I figured out that I wasn’t just a kid who could do special things, I was someone who went through a lot as a kid, someone who used that fear that got pressed upon him as a kid to make him fly. I am a skier, a scholar, a friend, a helper, and most importantly, a kind person. My mom was here all the way through. She is the biggest part of me and my life. 

The only way to find yourself is to forgive and forget. The more you drag something along with you through your life, the harder it will be to walk. And sometimes you need to fall before you fly. If you are someone who has just lost someone, just think of this “Your heart has to break before it can heal”. There is always something that you can do to find yourself in any situation. 

I hope that this can help anybody in need.