Personal Narrative: Stay On The Trail

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My parents were warned about the terrible-two’s, but at two, I never got into trouble. There was no child-proofing in my household, no locks on cabinets. I would have never thought of getting into something that was not my own. I had a strong sense of right and wrong from a very early age and steered clear of trouble. I seemed to know from an early age what was expected of me. I have always been a keen rule follower. If the sign said “Stay On The Trail” you better well believe I would not place a toe over the line. I have a strong moral compass and I do not believe in breaking rules for no reason. Through my younger years, family members always commented on how I had an “old soul” I never truly understood what that meant, or cared to understand, I had more pressing five-year-old matters to attend to. I talked to adults with ease, made mature comments, and could sit quietly for more than five minutes at a time. …show more content…
Adult conversation is a breeze. I’ve always felt more comfortable speaking to adults than peers my age. What is the hip lingo? I don’t have a clue. My grandma tells this story that I was at a park when I was only four and I walked up to a mom sitting on a bench, plopped myself down next to her, introduced myself, than asked “Which child is yours?” I’m not afraid of adults. Not to say I can’t or won’t participate in age appropriate activities, but I tend to feel out of place and introverted at large functions. No parties or late nights. I’m content with a good book, a cozy couch and a fat cat to cuddle. That’s not to say, one way is correct, or incorrect. It is just who I