My Life as Liz
Usually stories don't start out with a conclusion. As an English major I know that narrative stories start with a beginning, work their way up to a climax, and then fall to a conclusion. But this story that I'm about to tell begins with a conclusion. I have come to the conclusion that my life, as Liz, as the young woman I have become, has been the definition of average. Not average in a bad way. Just average as in average, social norm, status quo. My life has been amazing; I am grateful to have the opportunities that have come to me, or rather that I have worked hard to achieve. I have traveled the world, I have made lifelong friends, and I have received an education that lands me a top spot in the group of the educated population in our country. I have a mother that has supported the decisions I have made, the chances I have taken, and the roads I have walked. My sister is especially close to me emotionally and factually, being that we were born two minutes apart on that cold