In our generation we have all these teens using drugs and drinking alcohol on a regular basis, so by the time they are 25-30 years old, they’ve become alcoholics.
I want to be that person that helps them stop using drugs and drinking.
I don’t want to die knowing I didn’t have the one special person by my side.
Before I die, I want to accomplish something that will make a change in our world.
Well, maybe not the homework, but everything else was enough to keep me anxiously waiting for the clock to strike 4. As one of my favorite video game characters put it, you always “gotta go fast.” So an upside to being impatient as that it helps you do things quicker, which in a way benefits me. It’s kinda like a “I gotta hurry up and finish this so the final part looks nice” situation. My dad grabbed the bag of marshmallows from the kitchen pantry. So I was stuck with two burnt marshmallows, looking in sadness as my brothers happily enjoyed their semi-cooked treats. I crawled over to the marshmallow bag only to find that it was completely empty.
However, there was always one thing I had to go through before I could enjoy my afternoon. Though “fast” and “neat” don’t always go hand in hand. My brothers and I look on with glee and excitement as he walked back to the stone fireplace where we sat. Looks like my brothers and I ate more than we thought. I moved the charred marshmallows closer to my mouth and slowly took a bite.
To be honest, I had no idea what I was doing when I started this.
After so much thinking, I decided I would compare the bond between patience and impatience to fire and marshmallows. This essay is one of the most descriptive one I wrote, and I'm proud of that. Yes.” The fire of impatience was burning inside me. This flame gets stronger whenever my impatience begins to grow.
Martin Luther King Jr., for example, made a change in the world and he is still known for his greatness 49 years later.
I want to be that person; 50 years from now, I want people to remember me for something great that I did.