Personal Narrative-Debra In High School

It wasn’t like any other swim practice, no, not like any other I’d ever gone to. No one usually moved to Minot, North Dakota that was also in swimming, so when Emily Pitcher and her family moved to town and came to practice, it was quite a shock for everyone on the team. She moved from Colorado and she had 2 younger brothers and a younger sister as well. They seemed nice enough but there was something about Emily, who was my age, which seemed a bit off.

"If my men are too scared to return without Hannah Curtis, I will happily let Miss Curtis kill them. There is no room for cowardice in these ranks, boys. I, however, am no coward and an honorable warrior will let me go free back to my Queen." The Commander sounds disgusted as he raises his voice to address me, assuming I'm somewhere near him. Which is true, obviously, yet he can't be sure.

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

2014 Fall Semester in the begining was going pretty good i was excited to began school , adapting to the new college life, and interacting with friends and new people. I was attending all my classes on time , studying , and completing the required assigments that needed to be done. I also was working a full-time at Gensis Logistics it wasnt easy trying to manage my schedule , but i tried to make it work the best i could. MTE 1 , 3 , and SDV was a breeze to me I was completing my assigments , studying , and understanding the information that was given to me. Now on the otherhand ENG wasn't hard for me i just didnt understand the content that was teached by the teacher. English was always the strongest subject for me so i couldnt understand why it was such a problem in college , maybe it was the teacher and her teaching methods. I never understood any information that was given it seemed to me like our class was always off topic one class period we would talk english, and then another class period we would talk about something else besides english. Then she assigned papers and assigments that was unfamilar to me it seem like everytime she assigned the class papers

Aba, I've known you since the first grade, when you crushed that spider (thanks man, I couldn't stand all those squeals) and from then on I’ve been so thankful. You've made me and so many other people so happy, but this isn't about other people so im just gonna focus on you and me. So this is probably going to be long if you know anything about me you know I write a lot. So let's go back to the very beginning.

This month Wendy and I talked a lot on the phone. I met up with Wendy once this month, due to the event Sunday getting canceled and the end of the month so soon, I was not able to go visit her again. Wendy and I talked a lot about the weather on the phone. Neither Wendy nor I liked the snow so we loved the warm weather we had a few times this week. When I went over to Wendy’s house, we just sat at her kitchen table and talked. We had a glass of pop. We talked about her game of bowling she did during the week, as well as a movie about dogs she went to see. She said it was kind of sad, but also at the same time, it was funny. We talked about what she had for dinner. Wendy and I are both really picky about our food, so it is nice having

I’ve learned many things in my English II class here at Infinity ECHS, an example of

The pain is at once sudden and intense, beginning in my side and spreading outward like a wildfire. I clench my teeth to stop the scream in my throat, and I fall to my knees. I touch my fingers to my side---and that’s when I feel something hot and sticky. I look at my fingers, to see blood dripping onto the ground.

I want to go to the motion pictures Cameron said however there is no good thing appearing at all I

My heart was pounding in my ears and a part of my mind wondered if everyone else could hear it in the dead silence of the ballroom. I stood in the middle of the stage with every light beaming down and every eye in the room was on me as I stood in the top two on the Miss Teen USA stage. I was sure the cameras were catching everything. All of my hard work and dedication were paying off in this moment. I stood there clutching Miss California Teen’s hand as she tightly clutched mine. I had dreamed about this moment, like so many little girls but I never expected it to really happen. Strangely, I had more sense of peace than nervousness or fear. I knew my life was about to change. My heart dropped as the emcees screamed my name as the winner. The beautiful crown was placed on my head, warm tears ran

Hi, my name is Emily, I am 600,001 years old and a ghost. I am from Enrichment Virginia. One day I was going to take a black belt test, but I ate too many Cheerios before the test! After that I tried again but I had to take the test on my own because my foolish boyfriend dumped me. After I got my black belt I saved the world. Later I regret that I died in a pit of lava.

But it all stopped by the end of May, and nothing happened the entire Summer. August came, and I entered a new school as a freshman. After a few weeks, I found my way around school.

“This is bullshit.” you mutter. Your chest heaves and your legs are numb. Just then, a gun clicks beside your temple. The heat of the barrel is raw against your soaked skin.

It was 4:30 am and my chicken alarm woke me up for my dentist appointment. I didn’t want to get up, but I knew I had to because in just 30 short minutes, I would need to be leaving for my appointment at 8. Yes, do the math. I have to leave three hours before my appointment. Why? Well because my family has no money, so I have to walk. I crawl to the bathroom on the other side of the hall and hear a BANG, BANG, BANG! There are just seconds between the shots. Being half asleep, this sound wakes me up. I think of all of the possibilities as to what it could have been, but then I realize it is probably just the neighbor shooting his gun to prove a point to his wife, which is quite normal I have found to be true. The rest of the time getting ready seems to go fast. By the time I get done brushing my hair and my teeth, it is already 4:58 am. I rush down stairs and put on my tennis shoes. I have a long hike ahead of me.