Essay: Personal Narrative

One summer evening, my friends and I arranged to go to the movies right before we would all go different ways because of college. We were planning on car pulling but I decided to go separate in my new White Honda Accord. I reached there safely and we were all tremendously thrilled to watch the movie. The movie was pleasant and we had an enjoyable time for one final time. It was 7:45 p.m. so I decided it was time to go home since my curfew was 9:00 p.m. Finally, after talking and still talking, I decided to go home after saying all the goodbyes and see you later. It was now 8:00 p.m. but I was not bothered because I knew I was going to reach home by 9:00 p.m. since my house was just thirty minutes away. It was still bright outside because it was a long summer day.

“At the time I was arrested, I had no idea it would turn into this.

The next thing I know, I’m going in a cell in the police station . Being confused why I was there, I asked why, and the response I got was “you're going to court in half hour”. IN half in hour,I was in trial for stealing money and counterfeiting. By the end of the trial I was sentenced to 20 years of Juvy.

I felt so bad because i knew she didn’t raise me like this i know my mother raise me good i choose to do wrong. That same day i cry and pray for myself i needed help i needed to find myself i needed to change for good. 4 weeks past my court day was on a monday in the afternoon that monday came i got myself ready for court and for whatever was going to happened i walked down the hallway and open the door and sat down and waited for the Judge to call my name my body start getting hot my hands start shaking i was scared. My name was called i walked inside the courtroom i stand in front the judge lady she said claudia u were charged with battery claudia servie her time claudia will be discharged today at 3:30pm then after that she said you are a pretty girl promise me you will not come back here again if you do i will give you 9 months in jail i was so happy and i said thank you and i promise i will never come back here again the police officer took me down to the first place i got when i first walked in jail he took of the handcuffs and gave me my things and clothes i change and i was picked up and i was gone out that place that was the happiest day of my

As I am sitting in my smelly, old jail cell I am thinking why did I pretend to be someone else. I’ll tell you why I got into jail. This is the story of how I got into all of mess and what I did that made me go to jail. Once I was stealing from a store and I was about to big escape while my partner was outside by the car covering for me. My partner and I always robbed places because this is what we did since we were in high school. We got in the car started to drive, went across the bridge and BOOM. We quickly jumped out of the car and got in the boat under the bridge in enough time to get in the boat before the police got to our car to find us. We drove back to the warehouse in the boat because we have to drop the money that we got and we almost

After they got me in handcuffs we immediately when to the station. On the way, I looked out the window it was a beautiful day, about 27 C. When we got there they instantly put me in a questioning room. They asked one question, only one.”Why did you do it.” I told them everything, about the noise and his dreaded eye.

My chest was pounding and my hands were shaking, I was so terrified. The only thing I could think of doing was light a cigarette and try to calm down. “How are you doing tonight sir? Do you know why I pulled you over?” Ive heard those words a dozen times and normally I would have had a quick witted answer but this time I just sat there and shook my head. I gave him my license, military ID, insurance. All the usual stuff when you get pulled over. But when he came back and asked me to step out of the vehicle my heart dropped into my stomach. I knew right then and there I was going to jail. He had me conduct a sobriety test that I failed miserably. As he was arresting the parking lot I had pulled into was another bar parking lot that my first sergeant had been drinking at and was walking out of while I was getting arrested. He came running up asking what was going on and the officer explained. The look of absolute disappointment from that man made me feel like I was a kid again and had just pissed off my father. He didn’t say a word to me and he didn’t have to. I knew exactly what he was saying just from his face alone. I spent the weekend in jail and those were the longest hours I have ever had to myself. All I could think about was what was going to happen to me. I ran every situation that could possibly happen through my mind again and again. After I was released to my Platoon sergeant and platoon

SC completed RA HV with Pa on1/12/2016. By Pa walking to the door to let SC in the apartment she was severely SOB and she was wearing her oxygen. SC asked Pa if this was common and she reported that it’s always like that she just have to pace herself. Pa reports that she uses to have bloody noses and sore throat all the time but now her humidifier has help her al in controlling that. Pa's as a history of COPD, asthma, OA, RA, GERD all of which affect her functioning and ability to adequate care for herself. At one of Pa’s routine medical visit it was discover that a lump she has had for many years is now growing and her doctor is very concerned Pa a battery of test down in November, 2015 and was schedule to get the result two months later 1/10/2016 (but 1/10/2016 saw on a Sunday and that doctors office was closed Pa was sent a letter from the doctor’s office asking

cancer is the enemy. cncer kills over 20 thousand people a day occording to global report. this terrole disease is so common 12.7 million people a year find out they have cancer and of that number rouggly 7.6 million die. cancer being the leading cause of death world wide has led to several fundraisers to support our courageous fighters. a fundrauser i have been lucky enough to participate in is a 5k run/3k walk. i was 13 when i partocipated in my first 5k run/3k walk in stuttgart germany for a light the night for all kinds of cancers. pervous to the fundraiser i was sadly told my cousin who was just a baby at the tome had been diagnosed with luekimia. immediately i wanted to help, i began by spreading the word around my school and having my friends buy tshirts titled

The sign said “New York State Prison”. The doors slammed behind me. I finally decided to resist, and then I felt a splitting pain in the back of my head. Then, darkness.

So like i was saying when i was told the police officer was coming i thought i was going to jail and serve a jail sentence for a couple months and i was glad i only had to do this essay instead of going to

When I joined the military, I had absolutely no idea what I was getting myself into. It is one of the main reasons why I decided to join the Reserves and not Active duty. The other main reason was because I knew the Reserves would still pay for college while I was only active one weekend a month. Growing up in Killeen, Texas – I was right beside one of the largest Army post which is Fort Hood. I had a lot of friends whose parents were in the military, and two distant cousins who were also in the service. All I knew, (or thought I knew) was they had good money.

“My mamma ate bad. My grandma ate bad. Now, the food was good, so good, but you know it’s like soul food, so it’s not that good for you. My mamma had diabetes too. I’m sure grandma did too, but she didn’t go to the doctor ever. She couldn’t afford it. I can though. That’s how I found out I had diabetes. I got it from them, of that I am sure.”

There was, however, something different about this time. Before I was released that Sunday, one of the deputies pulled me to the side for a quick chat. He told me that I was found in a dark space behind an abandoned building with my shirt open and my pockets turned inside out missing all of its contents. I

Eventually they had found out what I’d done and called the police and when the police showed up I told them exactly what had happened then minutes after that had happened I was put in handcuffs and sat in the back of the officers police cruiser and as the officer drove away from my only true home I cried and cried looking back on what I had just ruined not knowingly thinking of the repercussions of my actions wishing that I’d thought about what I had done ahead of time. I wish that I wasn’t so weak minded and that I had the power to think freely of whatever I’d like to do without being held back by all the wrong decisions that I have done. When the officer got to the detention center in town I started to cry even harder thinking about what