Biographical Essay: The Autobiography Of Everett Noble

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Everett Noble, an autobiography The autobiography, of Everett Noble Table of Contents 1. My Neighborhood 2. A Time I and Someone Else Get into Trouble 3. Games or Favorite Toys my Childhood 4. A Positive Story from my Experiences at School 5. A Negative Story from my Experiences at School 6. A Special Holiday 7. A Special Birthday 8. A Birth 9. Life in my Hometown 10. Will to live My Neighborhood I have up to 4 acres of woods behind my house that is home to many creatures. The woods are a calm and safe place I …show more content…

Deep down I wished I still had my father more often in my life as he started to have more kids with a different woman. When my parents first divorced my dad always would that he still loved me, even when we were apart. He would always tell me that he would drive a million mile just to see me. Unfortunately, as I got older it was like I didn't deserve his love and constant reassurance that I was still his son. As I journeyed through middle school I began to hate the kids that my dad had after me and even the woman that gave birth to them. My anger increased as I was continuously bullied throughout middle school. A moment that truly broke me was an incident that happened at boy scout camp were a group of kids pulled my swimming shorts down, exposing me to many others around. I quit boy scouts after that and started as a freshman in high …show more content…

At the time many changes were also happening in the household. My mom had remarried and my brother and I both struggled with letting a new man come into our lives. At the time I was also struggling with depression from a trauma I faced when I was even younger at the time. When my parents first divorced my dad always would that he still loved me, even when we were apart. He would always tell me that he would drive a million mile just to see me. Unfortunately, as I got older it was like I didn't deserve his love and constant reassurance that I was still his son. As I journeyed through middle school I began to hate the kids that my dad had after me and even the woman that gave birth to them. My anger increased as I was continuously bullied throughout middle