Personal Narrative: Perseus

Late one night in my sophomore year, I had been utterly shattered by what seemed to be the love of my life; a girl that stayed by my side through all of my pain and imperfections. I walked out of my home, wandering the vacant streets in hopes of finding an answer to the simple question of “Why?” I walked into an empty field and lied down in the damp grass, with no where to look but at the dreadful event taking place above me. Andromeda stared back at me, chained and helpless, pleading for succor. She could do nothing, and would surely be consumed by the sea monster regarded as Cetus. Cetus, cleaving through the waves of the night sky, would stop at nothing to devour Andromeda. She had become a fatalist, and then suddenly a hero named Perseus leapt

My anxiety, taking the part of Cetus, would surely consume me and take total control of my life. And finally, Perseus, representative of my own self-awareness, was the only hope of freeing me from my obliviousness. This realization allowed me to begin to control who I was, and provided me with an open mind to the world. I started to see the world more clearly, both for the better and for the worse. I could see the true generosity and passion in selfless acts, but I could also see the pure immorality and lack of care in the hearts of many. This becoming of a strong judge of character was bittersweet to say the least. The crime and corruption of the world became much more apparent; however, I started appreciating nearly every facet of life. I have learned that there is a positive side to each and every circumstance if you look hard enough, because every individual is inherently good at heart. There is no person in the world that is purely immoral and callous. It was then that I realized that there is much more to life than my vacuous high school