Personal Narrative- Transformation of a Hurting Teen Essay -- Personal

Personal Narrative- Transformation of a Hurting Teen in front I lost my innocence I was care-free, and full of love. But I grew up and my peers began to tease me. Am I really fat, ugly, stupid and dorky? I thought. Every loving part of me was torn apart piece by piece by my young peers like wolves on the prowl. Every cracking and every flaw I owned was brought to my attention. This teasing spawned an anger in me so strong that every aspect of my life was destroyed. I began to resist towards any kind of authority as a way to defend myself. I felt that every breathing thing was out to faded me.When I was fifteen years of age, this rebellion turned juvenile and I began to get into quite a bit of trouble with my parents and teachers. I was send to House of Hope, a home for hurting teen...