Autobiographical Essay Storyboard
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- Exposition
- Go Andy! Run!
- Rising Action
- C'mon Man, Be Better. Loser! Haha!
- Rising Action
- Go Andy! Run! My friends cheered me on as I flew across the field. The wind stung my eyes, tearing me up. My vision was obscured, but I wouldn't let that hinder my progress. The uneven grass led to me nearly tripping multiple times, when my feet too suddenly dipped into a hole, or it met with the incline of a mound o' dirt. But I prevailed and adapted. I was arms length away from the finish line when I lost contact with the ground.
- Climax
- I launched my body foward. I could hear his thundering steps as my opponent closed the gap between us in the split second I jumped. I engaged my legs and kicked at the air, feeling my right foot connected with his face. I landed on my shoulders, but didn't feel it as my adrenaline was still at work. I was pulled and celebrated with my friends. Whoo! You suck haha! I boasted. Karma woke and decided to strike me that moment.
- Faling Action
- I was challenged to a race by my opponent's friend. I've always loathed this guy because he was disruptive and a big ego'd narcissist. The whistle blow nearly ruptured my eardrums. The shrill noise caught me by surprise, and I hesitated for a split second. I was off to a bad start, as my foot landed right into a mound o' dirt! I quickly recovered and darted up the field. He looked back, spat a deep pool of phglem, and accelerated faster than an F1 car.
- Resolution
- This my boy b*tch. You don't mess wit' him brozo.
- He shot across the field so fast I swear I swear there was afterburn. When I reached the end his friends were throwing up signs and cursing at me. I vividly remember one of them saying this, This my boy, b*tch. You don't mess wit' him brozo. In that moment, something in my head clicked.
- I sat there, fazed. I had just gotten humbled real quick, but a big part of me was unlocked. My mind, opened, was soon to see what more life had to offer me. This was the trigger of a sequence of events that taught me even further, until I was a man.
- Many times I have looked back upon that moment where I was trying to digest the valuable lesson. This was just the start to a change in my mind, my thought process. I've learned to keep to myself my energy, and more, since then, but I know that much more is to come. End.
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