Personal Narrative: The Kite Runner
What is square one and can you go back to it?
I looked to my left and then to my right slowly moving forward. I could hear the faint sound of voices through what seemed like endless tunnels of my reflections. I could even hear my older sister giggling off in the distance. I put my hands out in front of me in order to protect myself from any unexpected stopping points and one face plant after another I made my way through the maze of mirrors at the Museum Of Science and Industry in Chicago,Illinois.
Finally emerging on the other side I ran to my sister who seemed to have been waiting for me longer than she had wanted to. Practically jumping with excitement my 16 year old self proposed a race. Because after all sisters, no matter what age, must …show more content…
And can you go back to it?” In my eyes square one is about starting over. Not only that but it's about a new beginning, a second chance, both which sound appealing, but are also deceiving. Because just as I remembered the correct paths in the maze I continue to build my knowledge of life and which paths to avoid. It is also true that no one escapes life unscaved and without a few body slams or two. So no matter how many times a return to the start of my life that is a maze I will always remember the incorrect paths I took before and the pain they caused me.
Sure I can continue to run back to where I started, back to square one, just as I did with my sister in the mirror maze. I can even and run the same race over and over until I win or I can move forward to the next attraction and approach life with my hands out in front of me in preparation of unexpected blocks and failures.
Looking back I understand It is a lot easier for me to hope for a fresh start than to face a new one. In acknowledgement of this I realize that I can continue returning to square one and fight my way through the same maze over and over again or I can choose to move forward and recognize the battle and the pain that was endured is much more valuable than a fresh
I looked to my left and then to my right slowly moving forward. I could hear the faint sound of voices through what seemed like endless tunnels of my reflections. I could even hear my older sister giggling off in the distance. I put my hands out in front of me in order to protect myself from any unexpected stopping points and one face plant after another I made my way through the maze of mirrors at the Museum Of Science and Industry in Chicago,Illinois.
Finally emerging on the other side I ran to my sister who seemed to have been waiting for me longer than she had wanted to. Practically jumping with excitement my 16 year old self proposed a race. Because after all sisters, no matter what age, must …show more content…
And can you go back to it?” In my eyes square one is about starting over. Not only that but it's about a new beginning, a second chance, both which sound appealing, but are also deceiving. Because just as I remembered the correct paths in the maze I continue to build my knowledge of life and which paths to avoid. It is also true that no one escapes life unscaved and without a few body slams or two. So no matter how many times a return to the start of my life that is a maze I will always remember the incorrect paths I took before and the pain they caused me.
Sure I can continue to run back to where I started, back to square one, just as I did with my sister in the mirror maze. I can even and run the same race over and over until I win or I can move forward to the next attraction and approach life with my hands out in front of me in preparation of unexpected blocks and failures.
Looking back I understand It is a lot easier for me to hope for a fresh start than to face a new one. In acknowledgement of this I realize that I can continue returning to square one and fight my way through the same maze over and over again or I can choose to move forward and recognize the battle and the pain that was endured is much more valuable than a fresh