Narrative Essay: Caroline's Story

Caroline West had been abandoned three days after her birth, by some woman she didn't know, but that would all change today. After months of investigating and digging through hospital documents she had found the woman who was her mother: It had taken forever to sift through all the papers. But that hadn't deterred her -- after all how many pregnant women could leave a hospital without a child and not have it written down somewhere? Three to be precise, well at least on that Halloween night there had only been three. One woman had given birth to a boy, so that excluded her immediately. The second woman had been forced to give birth to her stillborn daughter and she was alive so that

Throughout our lives, we all make sacrifices in order to achieve our goals or to help others achieve their goals. For some, this may mean sacrificing friendships or family time, or for others it may mean sacrificing money and other dreams which may also be of great importance to us. A person who has made many sacrifices in order to achieve their aspirations or goals is someone with strength, determination and masses of will-power, and it is someone who is not prepared to give up on their dream.

When I was six I wanted to be Hannah Montanna. When I was 12 I still dreamed of becoming a pop-star, but figured I could have a second job too – just in case. I’m seventeen now and I’ve have read Maya Angalou and Ralph Waldo Emerson; I’ve studied American history, marvled at astounding scientific discoveries, and cheered for political revolutions. I've traveled to different states and analyzed geological features for the aesthetic beauty and for the geological history. I've done many things, the logical step here would be then for me to pick; speak or forever hold my peace, but in all honesty, I don't know what I want to be. My six-year old self would say it's because I've seen too much, I think it's because I haven't seen enough. I want to

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When I was in my sophomore year of high school, I had a music teacher named Ms. Valentine who taught vocal and piano classes. Ms. Valentine was known as the “mean dad” of the vocal department, because she oddly reminded everyone of a dad instead of a mother, I know it’s weird. She never took the phrase I can’t from a student, and she would never put up with anyone’s bullshit. She believed there was no such thing as “I can’t”. I had the pleasure of having Ms. Valentine as my choir director, sadly. Ms. Valentine was known for assigning students to critique boring plays and concerts.

Patience is wearing thin , the shocking moment is almost here. Then a miracle happens! A beautiful brown eyed baby is born into this world.

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It was another busy Friday night at the Slow Hand Saloon, New York City’s hottest country bar. Penelope McKay had been overwhelmed when she had seen the crowd lined up around the corner waiting to get in. She was thankful Cheyenne was helping her tonight, she would not be able to keep up without the help. It seemed each weekend the crowds grew as did the lines waiting to get in, this was going to be a long night. Penelope’s white cowboy boots clunked across the hardwood floor, she had heads turning as she walked back to the bar. The tassels on her white vest swayed with each step and her daisy dukes hugged her hips, showing off lean, tanned legs. Her long blonde hair was perfectly curled, cascading down her back. Penny took her place behind the bar, checked to see if anyone needed a drink and got ready for her shift.

Lauren and the others in her group are in a new situation; they have to survive out of the walls. Lauren said, "Everyone who's surviving out here knows things that I need to know... I'll watch them, I'll listen to them, and I'll learn from them. If I don't, I'll be killed. And like I said, I intend to survive" (Butler 173). She's always focused on adapting to new situations - but one key to that is learning from others and bringing a group together to support each other.

Michele grew up on the leafy lower north shore of Sydney, and moved later with her husband and daughter to a riverside area, before subsequently making the alluring tree change.

Charlotte Conway thought she was in love with David Hunt, putting up with all his sexual idiosyncrasies, and obeying his every whim. However, David wanted rid of her and called his half brother Gideon to do his dirty work and pick up the mess.

Queen Serena looked out her cell window. She really believed she could save the kingdom, but like most, she failed. The kingdom, her home, shall forever live in darkness.

The main character in this story is a Jewish girl named Alicia. When the book

When I knocked on the door to get Ms. Autumn from her classroom, she gave me a huge smile and excitement as though she was ecstatic to see me. She was ready to go before I could finish talking with her teacher. She was wearing her favorite team jersey, which was Alabama. As we made our way to the library I asked her about her trip to New Orleans to see her mother; she told me the trip was great and that she enjoyed spending time with her family. My client told me the only thing she disliked was the drive because it was a very long one. She also stated that her mother’s next door neighbors caught their roof on fire because they were outside popping firecrackers. The attitude I received from Ms. Autumn was happiness, joy and love from which she

The steam and smoke from the train hung in thick clouds around the station. Shouts and screams ripped through the air as hundreds of Jewish people are shoved into the tiny railcars. A row of Nazi soldiers stood, shoulder-to-shoulder in an unbreakable wall, blocking the crowd’s only way of escape.