I Never Had to Chose My Subject- Caroline Totty

Fears: dying without leaving a mark, mice, going over bridges

Annoyances: people rubbing silverware together, people cracking their knuckles, people who won’t shut up, sometimes just people in general

Accomplishments: getting a 96 on my calc test last week, lettering in soccer and swimming, waking up every morning and attending school (that’s an accomplishment, right?)

Confusions: math, inequality, judgmental people

Sorrows: getting yelled at by my parents

Dreams: get married, have children, travel the world, have a successful life, be remembered

Idiosyncrasies: I love the smell of pickles

Risks: driving way over the speed limit (whoops)

Beloved Possessions: my car, my friendships, my dogs, my cleats

Problems: time management

When I die I want to be remembered. I want people to look back on my life and praise the things I did. I want people to quote the things I said. I want people to be impacted by me. I don’t want my death to be numerous. I would hate to just be one of the thousands that died in 9/11 being titled as “one of the two thousand that died.” I know that seems selfish, but we are all thinking it. I don’t want my life to just be put on a bookshelf and be forgotten like so many other lives. I want to make an impact. Everyone wants his or her life to be remembered, it’s just a matter of who will actually do something to make it worth remembering. I’m not afraid of dying, I’m afraid of what I will leave behind, or in this case what I WON’T leave behind when I die.