Write an essay about a time your were hurt if you do this before friday i will give brainlest and if you do i will give you bainlest in almost every of my questions

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You lose things everyday but what I have lost is my freedom, repeatedly. Due

to me losing my freedom, I have lost a lot of teenage years. During that time lost, I

have missed going to my junior and senior prom. I have also lost the opportunity to

go on my senior class trip to Florida. Last but not least I have lost the memories of

watching my little brother mature.

One of the major things I have lost is my freedom. Freedom wasn’t valued

when I was home. My freedom when I was home didn’t mean as much to me until I

was sitting in a jail cell. Even when you’re not sitting in a jail cell, freedom is lost

when you don’t have full control of your life. For example, you don’t have control of

what you want to do when you have to report to parole or probation offices on a

regular basis. You can’t make one bad mistake when you are under the law’s

supervision. When I am incarcerated I miss all the little things about freedom like

eating what I want, when I want. What stresses me the most is that you can’t come

and go as you desire.

As a result of me losing my freedom, I have lost valuable time in my teenage

years. I have lost what is supposed to be some of the happiest years of my life in

high school. I didn’t have a chance to go to my junior or senior prom; I will never get

that time back. Well, sure I can go to a prom another time but there is nothing like

going to your own prom with your junior and senior class. These years were

supposed to be some of the happiest years of my life but due to my freedom being  

taken, I didn’t get to experience that feeling. Not to mention that I missed two of the

most important events of my senior year. I missed going on my senior class trip to

Florida and the chance to walk down the aisle to get my high school diploma.

The most important timely event I have lost due to my freedom being taken

away is the years of watching my little brother mature. My kid brother turned five

this year. The last time I was home on a consistent basis was when he was about

three, but even when he was three I wasn’t really there with him because I was too

busy running the streets. My brother knows who I am but little kids learn something

everyday and change their personality on a daily basis. I just missed watching him

go through the cycle of life. I am going to get to be with him real soon and all I can

do is spend time with him learning his likes and dislikes all over again.

Everything I have lost in my life so far is due to me losing my freedom, which

was the gateway to the memories of high school and watching my little brother

mature in the early stages of his life.

Explanation:

There is a young boy who grew lost, abandoned, and neglected. The boy felt

as though the world was against him in every way he could think of. As he got older

the lost boy’s heart grew colder. His mother was a drug abuser and his dad was in

and out of state prison. The lost boy walked around blind, not knowing who to trust

and who to play close. He misunderstood his life, and tried searching for emotional

intelligence. He was also in search of self-efficacy.

Time went by and the young boy was in search of his lost and confusing life.

He still did not find any answers. The boy didn’t realize what he had. He was lost

due to lack of Spiritual Guidance. He really didn’t understand the true meaning of

being lost, until he lost his grandmother while incarcerated. He also lost his little

brother to the system; that’s when he understood that lost was just a part of life.

The young boy grew mentally after his experience. The boy started to

understand lost more and more each and everyday. He realized that lost was not

always a bad thing, it was also a way to gain. Whenever you lose everything than all

you can do is gain. The boy was in a situation where he had time to sit and develop a

better interpretation of the word.

The reason I know so much about the young boy is because I am that young

boy. I was lost. I was also a young man who didn’t know which way to go due to my

past experiences. I overcame that mind frame of it’s me against the whole world.

When I understood things more clearly, I began to excel rather than maintain the

level I was at, which was misunderstanding the life of terms. ///?? this the final try

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