Personal Narrative
Crisp,dark, dead, dry, smells of bonfires and candy was how I described this night but a night didn't do it justice. It was so much more than a night, it was a nightmare, a horror movie come true, all my biggest fears coming to life.. 8:30 p.m. on a beautiful fall night to be exact. Mom and dad out at the church halloween party, so I was left to tend to my rambush siblings who were covered with excitement about Halloween the next day. We sat on the couch watching television to pass the time. My house was two stories and creaked a lot, so much that I became used to it. Creek went the house, whoosh went the dryer and clank went the ice maker, just like a child's nursery rhyme, but this noise wasn't always on the normal lyrics, it was different,
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237 Words | 1 Pages! On the night of that halloween no one would expect that we were going to the old crooked house in the next neighborhood over. When it was time my mom’s friends came over with there kids, and they all hung out with my siblings and I. We all had a party with cider, pumpkin pie, homemade root beer with eyeballs in it, and a whole lot of treats to get really full with even before it was time to go trick or treating.
Personal Narrative Essay: Arizona's Best Haunted House
2322 Words | 10 PagesIt was Friday the thirteenth, on a dark windy night of October. The sun had just set, letting the dark night fill the enormous sky. From my porch, I could see the street lights start to fill the lifeless streets one by one. The long awaited day had finally arrived. My friends and I, have been planning on going to a Haunted House called "Fear Farm" for ages.
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308 Words | 2 PagesThe night settles in, crisp air wafts through my curtains and sting my lungs as I shallowly breathe in. The couch was lumpy as usual, and the blanket was barely thick enough to protect my skin from the soft rippling breeze. Autumn weather, being my favorite, always reminded me of when I was younger. Autumn meant my mother would want to dress me in puffy dresses and big floppy bows that bounced as I trotted along. Leaves crunching under my small shoes that were buckled all neatly.
Personal Narrative On Halloween
173 Words | 1 PagesEveryone was out hunting for candy, others were out spending time at haunted houses. However, my parents were at the same boring Halloween party they attend each year. I was trying to watch TV in the living room, but the screams and laughs were intolerable. The voices seemed to get louder and louder, so I was forced to raise the volume. All of a sudden, I started hearing scratching coming from the attic.
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1039 Words | 5 PagesThe light filtered through the dull grey blinds highlighting the musical instruments strewn over the floor with some propped against the stone grey wall. A streak of light flashed through the middle of the room, revealing a slim silhouette moving actively. The silhouette knelt down and a sliver of light streaked across her face revealing her dazzling brown eyes. She brushed back her bangs and extended her hand to press the play button on the silver CD player. As music started streaming out of the player, she stood up and let her body synchronise with the music.
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Why I Am Nervous To Get Your First Communion?
639 Words | 3 PagesIntro “Pretend nobody is watching you.” There were people chattering, beeping sounds and the clanging of the dishes all around us. Keep on reading to read more about my memories. Have you ever gotten nervous to get your first communion?
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676 Words | 3 PagesWhen I think back to my childhood, I recall a number of ridiculous and embarrassing memories. A reason for this must be because from a young age, I was always very competitive. To this day I love to win and be noticed for my accomplishments. Whenever I find myself in a competition, I push myself to do better than I am actually able todo. In the winter, of grade 1 I experienced a traumatic incident due to this peculiarity.
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468 Words | 2 PagesForest fires routinely rip the land apart, violently destroying the cluttered mess of trees, bushes and foliage that burden the earth, leaving behind a scorched landscape desolate yet rich with potential for new growth. In much the same way, my life was changed. My forest fire came in the form of faulty wiring and a leaky propane tank, which sparked a flame that engulfed my entire home and nearly my mother, leaving my family homeless for a time. This was a defining moment in my life, one that changed some of the largest aspects of my life, and gave me an idea of what I wanted my personal identity to be. At the time, my house fire took so much from me that it seemed impossible that I would actually gain anything from the experience; but as a scorched landscape quickly grows back stronger than ever, I quickly became aware of the new perspective the experience had given me.
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387 Words | 2 PagesI was 12. The weather hot, schools out it’s the season of vacation. On that day the bell had rang, scorching outside as if I was living in a oven I raced to get home as I knew we where going somewhere beautiful and tropical as my parents described. I shoved everything I wanted to bring in my suitcase I couldn’t bear waiting anymore. Our flight was delayed which made me smoke as if I had just eaten a Carolina reaper.
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