The Things I Carry are more than one can guess by just looking at me. I carry more than just my school supplies when I walk into the school every morning. I carry a lot more on my shoulders than just a book bag filled with things I bought from OfficeMax.
I carry many thoughts about my past, present, and my future. I carry my conscience every minute of the day which helps, and prevents me from going where I want to go. I carry my conscience through home life and social life. I carry guilt, shame, joy, drive, and determination.I carry everything that goes on in my life, wherever I go. I also carry more than just the ambition to do well in school. I carry my backpack into school every morning. I carry 19 mechanical pencils, 20 ballpoint pens, two pocket folders, one five-subject notebook and one assignment notebook.
I carry a textbook for every class except English, my cell phone, my packed lunchbox, and of course a water bottle or two to stay hydrated throughout the day. I carry more than just my supplies when I walk into school. I carry all my drive to do well in school.I carry the dream of going off to college, and being successful in whatever I choose to do.
I carry the determination to get good grades because I know I have it in me. I also carry the laziness to ignore my schoolwork. I carry a mindset that tells me B’s and C’s are good enough, and that I can just skip a few assignments whenever I feel like it. I carry the thoughts of living a bad life because I chose not to put the effort into high school. I also carry the thoughts of living up to every one of my expectations in life.
I carry the motivation to not only succeed my last two years in high school, but make these last two years my best years. I carry the thought that this year of high school is my most important. I carry the stress all of these thoughts put on me.
I also carry the strength to overcome certain obstacle like stress. I also carry my past throughout everyday of school. I carry thoughts of my past everyday while I’m in school. I carry the burden of not putting enough effort into school when I was younger. I carry the memory of pushing my friend out of the way of a falling tree.I carry the memory of playing games on my best friend’s tennis court. I carry the memory of going to New Hampshire every summer to my cottage on Lake Winnisquam with all of my family. I carry the memories of my grandmother that lived with me for several years but later passed away.
I carry the memory of my uncle who tragically passed away of a brain tumor. I carry the faint memory of my grandfather who I was lucky to have for the first 7 years of my life. I carry all of these memories with me wherever I go.
I carry them when I’m at school, work, or even out with my friends.I also carried my conscience through all of these memories. I carry my conscience every minute of the day. I carry my conscience and it makes me think my life over constantly.
I carry all these thoughts and insecurities about who I am, what I’m doing with my life, and where I’m going. I carry the constant thought of changing myself just to fit in. I carry these thoughts when I’m at school and sometimes it gets in the way of my work. I carry it when I go out with my friends and sometimes it makes me act differently.I carry it into my home everyday when I come home from school, except it doesn’t affect me.
I carry the power to be myself 100 percent of the time while in my own home. I carry the voices of people telling me not to worry about what people think of me. I carry the guilt that I can never accept someone not liking me. I carry the drive to prove anyone wrong of their doubt of me. I also carry the joy that I love who I am. I carry my conscience and I always will. These things I carry shape my life.
They guide where I’m going in life and what kind of person I will be along the way.I carry a lot more than even my parents would expect, let alone anyone. The things I carry during school tell my whole life story. They run my life no matter what I’m doing. But with all the guilt I carry, there is a lot more joy in my life to always keep me positive. The things I carry make who I am and give me the power to keep going in life.
I will always stay true to the things I carry because they will take me in whatever direction I chose to go in. The things I carry are with me forever, so I might as well just embrace every single one of them.