Personal Narrative: Failure In High School

Last year, I experienced one of the lowest point in my high school career. It is what gave me those two B’s on my transcript. To most students, these would not be considered bad grades, but to me, they stand out blaringly everytime I look at my transcript. The haunt me as I know I could have done better in those classes and achieved a higher grade.
So what sort of misfortune befell me last year? In short, I began completing assignments late and falling behind in my classes, the first time this occurred in my entire schooling. I was then caught in a vicious cycle in which I stayed up late to finish homework and then fell asleep in class and didn't learn anything and fell further and further behind. My days and nights flowed in and out of each other with the same monotonous feelings of stress and fatigue. I was irritable, unfocused and not present. I felt like I was climbing a ladder and each rung I reached for slipped out of my fingers and I fell further down into the pit that held the shattered pieces of my life. I was much more
To admit failure is to be aware of yourself and be confident enough that your failure is a momentary challenge, not a definition of who you are. I now comprehend that there is so much more to life than just school. I realized that I did not need anything to prove what I believed in. I do not have to prove anything to anyone. I still am a good, dedicated student, regardless of those two B’s and imperfect attendance. I found new sources of motivation such as the want to improve and challenge myself and having the satisfaction of knowing I did my best. I have a desire to learn and to never stop doing such. I want to be a role model for not only my younger brother and younger cousins but a person who is known for uplifting her community and