The About Me Short Story

A son was born to a mother of one already on April 2, 1995. An older sister overlooked a crib and gazed at an impenetrable sibling bond that would last forever. Kim and I have had a lifetime friendship through countless family videos captured before the millennium. The togetherness we share as brother and sister today is aweing to our peers. I didn’t ask for one sibling. I was simply gifted with the perfect one.

Diane and Michael had tears in there eyes welcoming their second child into the world and surviving a close call to an April Fools Day baby. Today, I am absolutely foolish, however. My bizarre humor, creativity, and energy in conversation help me stand out in a crowd. Often times my height accomplishes the same.

Much of my personality derives from my father, Michael. It is difficult for him to avoid chatting with complete strangers in hopes of bringing a smile to their faces. I have never feared opening my mouth, additionally, because I understand an opportunity to speak is a chance to brighten a stranger’s day. My father and I will never take life too seriously.

My mother Diane has taught me to be a gentle and caring young man and simultaneously stand over six feet tall. From her I have also learned how to be sane in life. My artistic abilities and flourishing creativity trace back to many of her talents growing up. She engaged in numerous art classes in high school and college and her way with words has always been soothing. My mother revealed how to fall in love with drawing. Her occupation as a preschool director prepares me for stories when she returns home to tell of her young students.

Years later after discovering my strengths, passions, and some things that I need to work on to better myself as a person, it was time to say goodbye as I ventured to Marquette University. Marquette offered many of the characteristics of a school I would fall in love with. It wasn’t too close nor too far from home, a love for basketball was mutual in my life, and by my second campus tour I confidently made my decision to enroll. Marquette is filled with resources from the smiling students and staff to the materials found in the library. I felt extremely welcomed on campus from my first tour freshman year of high school to my second my senior year of high school. My second tour ensured that Marquette would be a place for me to establish myself.

Before Marquette became a more serious option in my college search, I was interested in several art schools in the Chicago area and Milwaukee. The Milwaukee Institute of Art & Design was another great opportunity that Marquette offered to continue my artistic talents at a collegiate level. Although attending an art school was an interest following high school, the programs that Marquette offered in the College of Communication would help me improve academically on paper much differently than drawing things out. I also found that I would open myself up better in writing.

I enjoy how writing has few limits. Art, in contrast, is a subject that can come with more obstacles. Although creation and representation of things that are impossible can, in fact, be made with our imaginations or symbolism in art, writing can describe the impossible and detail what artists imagine before it goes onto the canvas. I feel that my world of creativity strengthens and empowers me while writing.