College Admissions Essay: Who Am I?

“Who Am I?” I think one of the hardest questions that I have to answer, so far. Reading these words made me think. Think about the past, the present and the future. It made me go back to who I used to be and compare to who I am now. Do I really know myself? Do I have my own personality and character? Or I’m just another person. Another character in a book. Being lost in an island is hard. But not knowing yourself is hopeless.
Freshmen year, I’m still the shy, little girl who is afraid of the world but is eager to know it. I’m still attached to my family, like magnets to metals. I love to make new friends but too shy to socialize. Studying in a school where you don’t know anyone doesn’t really help in my socializing skills. But despite this

I’m still with the same crowd as last year which made me comfortable in school. This year is one of the eventful year of my life. Crashed hopes, success, failures, and many more. I’m starting to be more vocal to other people. I’m starting to unfold the recklessness that’s within me. I’m also starting to be against my family. I’ve done a lot of mistakes that year. Making decisions that always gone wrong. Thinking that I’m always right. Thinking that I’m matured enough for this and that. There are many. But I’ve also learned a lot. Which I think is the most

That feeling when school is cozier than your home. I tend to be more comfortable with my classmates. Treating them like my siblings, loving them so much. Being with them, brings out the child in me. Always playful, sweet, shy, silly, and caring. But of course, there’s always the dark side. My mom and I were not always in good terms, I’m always overthinking things at night, crying myself to sleep thinking I wasn’t enough. And I feel so helpless during those times. But kept it all to myself thinking that no one will understand them anyway. That no one will ever make me feel better. Because the reason why I’m like that is because of the person that I truly loved, before the gap between us had become unreachable. But also this year another feeling was unearthed from my soul. I think it’s because of the thought that I’m already a senior in high school, will be in college soon, and the need to be matured. My mom always tells me to act like this, be like that. She wants me to be matured and to act like my age. And that adds fuel to that feeling that has been unearthed. I wanted to move out. I wanted to live life alone. From the shy girl, I gained confidence. I wanted to discover and experience new things alone. I found happiness in silence and home in books. It’s like giving myself freedom. It’s a feeling that is so good that you don’t want to end