Personal Narrative
When 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. From this experience,however, I took away a very important lesson. I remember examining the winter sky in a Sunday evening. I watched as the churlish clouds that that roared loudly from the snowy storm clear the sky. I could not wait until the next day when I would play with the newly fallen snow. Monday morning had finally
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Personal Narrative
996 Words | 4 Pages"Sometimes we need someone to simply be there. Not to fix anything, or to do anything in particular, but just to let us feel that we are cared for and supported." I wish that I had that "someone." I'm always that person for someone else, but when it comes to me, where are those people that I need to show me that I am cared for and supported?
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470 Words | 2 PagesWin or lose, I was going to take this experience as one that revealed to me a skill I thought I never possessed. The following day, the results were revealed and as I expected, I was defeated. In the eyes of the school, I may have been beat, but in my own vision, I had only bettered myself. However small it maybe, the discovery of my confidence was one
Descriptive Essay: The Beauty Of Snow
761 Words | 4 PagesThe day was just after my brother’s birthday and we had just finished celebrating his birthday. My brother was more surprised, however, by the amount of snow that covered the yards outside. We both awoke to a sight much more impressive than that of December, a white landscape obscuring everything laying on the ground, including the cars. My brother and I changed faster than firemen getting ready for a rescue, as we ran outside to see the fascinating snow that surrounded our neighborhood.
Personal Narrative
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Personal Narrative
281 Words | 2 Pages“Shoot!” I exclaimed. I just realized that I had left my math book at school, and now I had 15 unanswered questions looking back at me. “Mom, can I get my math book from school?” I asked.
Personal Narrative
857 Words | 4 PagesI woke up to the smell of bacon and the sound of a tv downstairs. It was a brand new day. Me, my mom and my sister had decided to go to the Flatirons mall after church today. I wanted a yo yo and my mom was going to look at furniture. I had done a lot of research about this yo yo.
Personal Narrative
828 Words | 4 PagesPERSUASION & PRESSURE It was not hard for him to recall how he met what he would later call the love of his life. Regardless of all of the times he had tried in vain to forget the amatory recollections, all of the nefarious glasses of wine he had imbibed in attempts to wash away the taste of her cherry lipstick, or all of the lines he had drawn to stay away from every inch of her. He could not abscond the sillage of her Chanel N°5 that always lingered after her departure, nor could he ever fail to remember the emanation of her Marlboro Red’s that stay stuck to her clothes like last night's affairs. Every word that tumbled from her deceitful lips was etched into his mind and written twice over. Every sigh that cascaded from her sunken mind
Personal Narrative
777 Words | 4 PagesIt was the darkest time of the night, right before dawn, when Nick quietly opened his front door and crept out into the street. He held a small lunchbox of personal items, such as pictures and small toys; and this lunchbox he vowed never to let out of his sight. He prepared for his two mile walk to the crossroad at the heart of his town. Playing the hopeful scenario of what could come from this fateful night, Nick became more and more anxious. After what seemed like an eternity, he arrived at the crossroad of Gleason and 57th.
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2173 Words | 9 PagesI awakened in a cold sweat, breathing hard while clutching the blankets with white knuckles. I quickly glanced from left to right, my heart only beginning to slack after I realized I was awake. Carefully stepping out of bed, still reeling from the frightening movie my brain played while I slept, I looked toward the door and froze. Something seemed off about the room, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. Pulling a blanket around my body, I attempted to block out the cold air and end my shivering.
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692 Words | 3 PagesOne explicit, gorgeous Wednesday morning, I’m awakened by the sound of my phone. “Hello?” “Hey Bruce, sorry for the inconvenience of time but we have an emergency meeting at an abandoned warehouse in the middle of Tiger Mountain, Washington Forest.” “Alright, that’s fine. Hey, are you feeling okay?
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1083 Words | 5 PagesMy dark brown boots had stepped in the puddle. My sparkling blue eyes could tell that it had freshly rained outside. The puddle was cold and seeped through my boots ever so slowly. I could feel the small drops of cool rain on my arms. As I looked ahead, all I saw was a desolate dirt path.
Personal Narrative
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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