The earliest memory that I can clearly recall occurred when I was 5 years old. I was watching Saturday afternoon Spongebob episodes with my Grandpa. This was a weekly ritual and he would always bring Oreos as a snack for the both of us. On this particular day I remember watching my Grandpa take a bite of an Oreo, but I caught something out of the corner of my eye that I had never seen before. He had great difficulty getting...

During my sophomore year of school, I began to realize that we did not have very many service clubs on campus. My high school was fairly new and I wanted the community to see that we were more than just a new high school. I wanted everyone to know that we were a new high school with students that care deeply about our community and that we take pride in where we come from. In order to make this desire...

I wrote about an illness my grandfather is suffering from. Although at first glance this might not seem to show a lot about me, when you dig deeper into the essay you will find that it clearly conveys a strong compassionate...