"Who are you?" A very straightforward question. Yet, it is surprising that many of us could not decide what to say, being uncertain of the answers themselves.
Every single one of our past experiences was characterizing us, serving as our road of becoming who we are now.
Got some tense issues here.
Yet, it is surprising that many of us could not decide what to say, being uncertain of the answers themselves.
"not decide what to say" = "being uncertain of the answers"
When I was writing this piece, memories started to flash back. I suddenly travel back through time.
As JK Rowling would say, I entered the pensieve, just like Harry Potter and Dumbledore.
This little comparison is out of the blue.
When I was writing this piece, memories started to flash back. I suddenly travel back through time. As JK Rowling would say, I entered the pensieve, just like Harry Potter and Dumbledore. Extremely vivid memories were rapidly swimming in my thoughts. It was like a collection of movie clips playing so fast. It is there. The one when I was little and don't have a care in this world. It's just me and my world.
Come to think of it, I think this whole passage should be omitted because it describes your thinking process.
And in just a mere second I saw myself going up the stage receiving my very first award, my parents being so proud of me. But in an instant my moment of happiness was transformed into moment of humiliation. Why? Because my tampered memories came into view. Tampered because I don't want to remember them, since it was all losing memories.
What? This is so random. Tampered? How did you get an award on the first day of school?
"I was not delivered into this world into defeat nor does failure course in my veins. I am not a sheep waiting to be lead by my shepherd, I am a lion and I refuse to talk, to walk, to sleep with the sheep. The slaughterhouse of failure is not my destiny. I will persist until I succeed"
Again, What? I am utterly confused.
So you see? I was afraid of losing. I don't want losing. Cause I am not a loser.
I'm sorry but I do not understand the last half of your essay at all.