Personal Narrative: Growing Up In Moreno Valley High School

As a girl growing up in Moreno Valley, California, it was not easy overcoming the challenges I faced. Being raised in the “worst part” of town, meant I was destined to be nothing in life. Though these are what the statistics told me, I believed otherwise. I attended the “ghetto” schools of the school district in Moreno Valley, but nothing came close to Moreno Valley High School.
Before entering high school for my first year, I was told to be aware of gang members, drug dealers and so forth. I have had people ask me what school I attended and when I responded “Moreno Valley High School,” faces would be made about my response, and sometimes they would walk away. In this school, there were more support classes than honors and without enough books to be checked out to higher level classes, it was tough to complete
It was mostly teachers who inspired me to keep going, even though the situation at home kept getting tougher. Their words of wisdom and positive attitude towards me gave me motivation to aim for my goals. In particular, my English 2 teacher, Ms.Allbee, believed in me ever since she stepped into her new classroom. With the words of my senior AVID teacher and the compassion of Ms. Allbee, it made me realize I can be anything I wanted to be, despite of where I grew up and situations at home.
Through these distractions and kind words, I was destined to stay focused on what mattered the most, my education and future. Although my high school has some defects, it does not become an excuse for me to be unsuccessful. I took every opportunity available to me and through the guidance of teachers, I was able to perceiver and beat the odds of being another failure from Moreno Valley High School. In the next couple of months, making clarity of the next steps I am about to take into a university will not be easy, but the future will be worth the