Personal Narrative: Moving Away
“Ok, you wait here,” I told Hailey. I hurriedly climbed the stairs to grab my coat so I could walk her to school. Hailey can never run up the stairs. Everyone of them is different height from the last, making it impossible to properly judge how high to lift your foot. Either the stair is too high and she stumbles forward with her foot falling beneath where she was expecting it to stop, or she kicks the step lip with her socked foot. Had the stairs been carpeted like the ones in her friends suburban homes it might not have been so bad, but this old heap of junk was cold as a castle, but without the precision or attention to detail to make it matter. On my way down I saw a peculiar picture hung in the hallway that I had never seen before. In
Personal Narrative: A Modest Proposal
86 Words | 1 PagesI have been doing some thinking about our conversation a few days ago and have concluded that I will take you up on the offer! I just sold my old bike and now have some money left over that I can use to pay for those seminars. I am going to see how soon I can get this done, I am going to look at the dates and send my form in. I will keep you posted on the status of things as they get processed.
Jackson Heights Chapter 1 Summary
5189 Words | 21 PagesTorn paintings with smashed frames and broken glass lay everywhere, desk drawers dumped, and papers cluttered the floor. Going into the kitchen, she saw her grandmother’s fine china and crystal champagne
Personal Narrative: The Move On When Ready
1015 Words | 5 PagesAfter my tenth grade year, I was undecided if I wanted to go to college. I knew about the Move On When Ready program, but was not sure I wanted to be on a campus with most everyone being older than me, at first I wanted to take online classes. I also had to make the choice as to where I was going to attend. Proximity to home, and familiarity with the campus and professors is what determined this decision. I passed the ACT, and after considering my options, I chose to attend Darton State College because it offered me many new opportunities and experiences, and was conveniently close to home.
Personal Narrative: Breaking A Social Norm
753 Words | 4 PagesThis psychological assignment requires us to break a social norm. In my case, I decided to break an appearance social norm. I thought in something weird, but at the same time really funny. Therefore, I entered to my little walking closet and I took the most brilliant and extravagant high heels shoes that I found to wear them at a place when people usually used flip flops.
Personal Narrative: A Shot At Work
544 Words | 3 PagesLani: I was helping for someone’s project for COMM 245; I was in the video lab, in the studio. I was on campus and decided to contact everyone I knew who comes to the school. I remember I sent out a snap saying guys I think there is a shooting, be careful and then I started sending out individual texts to people making sure they were okay, like hey are you good? Stay out of an area.
Personal Narrative: The Tide
510 Words | 3 PagesThe Tide detergent bottle gradually moved back and forth, as my father’s elbow creaked, refusing to cooperate. “It’s my own way of physical therapy, you see,” my father boasted. “If I keep it up, I think I’ll be able to move my elbow by the end of the month.” “Yeah,” I whispered, keeping my voice low, because I knew my mother was shut-away in the other room. The lights were off, the door was closed, and she barricaded each ear with a pillow to block out any sound that might further trigger her migraine.
Personal Narrative: An Outsider
329 Words | 2 PagesWhen I was in kindergarten, I did not have friends; my highs and lows oscillated on the approval of others who understood me even less than I did myself. For picture day, I remember being happy to wear my favorite shirt: a Strawberry Shortcake blouse with ruched sleeves. A girl deprecatingly told me I looked like a little kid. I never wore the shirt again. Although I already felt like an outsider, the situation worsened when I moved from Las Vegas to Hawaii.
Personal Narrative: A Way Gone
542 Words | 3 PagesI used to be so oblivious. I would attend school every day and criticize my surroundings, little did I know how much I actually had. Come junior year, I observed a flyer for a club called S.A.L.T. (Student-Athlete Leadership Team), it seemed interesting to me so I decided to fill out an application. During our first meeting at 6:45 in the morning, Coach Jones, the head of the club, explained, “I did not cut anyone since you will cut yourself, you will give up and you will not want to put the work in, so you will stop coming.
Personal Narrative: Lost In The Center Field
971 Words | 4 PagesIt was the last inning in our all-star game, and we were losing 10 to 8. Our team had 2 outs and we couldn’t get the third. Our pitcher was doing bad, throwing all balls, while all of us in the field were tired, ready to fall asleep at any moment. There goes another walk. They score again.
Personal Narrative: An Outsider
667 Words | 3 PagesSince my fourteenth birthday my life has been a series of perfect catastrophes. An outsider would unquestionably deem my life desirable, although nonetheless average. Since fourteen I’ve appeared to have it all; and if you look the part you’re halfway there, right? I say this because people who don’t know me very well will likely describe me as “pretty, popular, and smart,” which are all great attributes to have, but the outside doesn’t always match the inside. I’m not going to tell you I was utterly miserable from the day I entered teenhood because if I did I’d be lying, and wouldn’t that be an awful way to introduce myself to the individuals who hold the power to better my life for the next four years?
Personal Narrative: My 8th Grade Trip To Washington
665 Words | 3 PagesI walked up the stairs of the building, admiring it’s beautiful architecture. A bunch of my friends and I joked around about how we would “kill” to live here - what it would be like to get lost in your house. The floor was marble, while the columns on the building
The Demon Lover Compare And Contrast
983 Words | 4 PagesThe staircase window having been boarded up, no light came down into the hall. But one door, she could just see, stood ajar, so she went quickly through into the room and unshuttered the
Personal Narrative: Moving
220 Words | 1 PagesI have had tough hope once, I had to move to a different state and start to get used to the new place. Moving was hard and took a long time to move everything to our new house. My new house was hard to get used to because it was different and I wasn 't used to it which made it hard to sleep and I had to leave my friends behind and I would have to find new friends. Making new friends was hard because I would be alone until I found new friends and I would have no one to talk to so I would be very quiet. Usually I would always be talking to a friend and I am only social with friends.
Marlie Monologue
810 Words | 4 PagesThe endless energy that filled me was forced to stay pent up while visiting, making me long for an escape. Everything in the house seemed so fragile, from the dusty glass kaleidoscopes my brother and I would have to dodge and weave around, to the delicate masks that seemed as though they would fall with a single tap against the wall. Even the yellowing book collections my uncle stored away were breakable, the musty pages on the verge of tearing with every turn. The house was a museum, and I hated
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