Personal Narrative Essay

I could tell you so much about me like I have moved 3 times with my mom but never with my dad, or I could tell you more about when I lost my cat Egon but that is not what I am going to tell you about. Today I will be telling you about all about me.

“No, I know nothing about the Christmas cake! I was just wanting to ask the mayor about restaurants serving breakfast, it was early in the morning and I was very hungry! Well, it wasn’t me. If you even suspect me, you will be put on the naughty list!,” answered Santa

Kliewer's immediate and extended family is gathered there for a Christmas feast. "The festivities began just after noon with the feast – an enormous array of beans and corn and mashed potatoes and bread and rolls and relishes and pumpkin pie surrounding this shank of a pig that two or three months earlier had walked around its pen some fifty yards from the kitchen" (237-238). In this story Kliewer makes us feel the warmth and comfort of his family. We get the feeling that they are supportive and encouraging. His family is so large they have to eat in two shifts. "Because the gathered clan was much too large for Uncle Pete and Aunt Anna's modest dining room table, the grown-ups ate at the first seating. We children waited. When the grown-ups were finished, the table was reset for us, and we were joined by Aunt Anna, who had been the presiding cook and now became the children's chaperone" (238). The story ends with Kliewer receiving two books from his Uncle Pete. One of the books is "Robin Hood"; Kliewer feels this is the best present ever. It was the gift of imagination, which he enjoyed for many years after by rereading the story or acting out the scenes with his friends.

“Are you excited for your first meet?” Jon says with curiosity and I can hear him breathing harshly because of practice. His body is not quite shaking but it wasn’t full of energy. This is because we were resting after running 200 meters as part of our training for track. We had little breaks in between our workouts.

I pulled out my yoga mat and gave Joel my spare mat. We were the only ones in the studio I figured that it would be better if I did private classes with him I could focus on his injuries until he got the hang of the yoga poses. “So today we’re going to start with some

Closing his eyes, he began the deep breathing exercise he had been trained to do in such a situation. It helped calm his nerves.

“Ok troops, it is time for us to return to the lab,” Sly said giving the instructions for their return. “Think of the inside of this building, put your right forefinger to your nose, and once again breathe out.”

Click! In the morning, my ears always wake me up first. Then the light from the hall slowly creeps through my eyelids. Slowly, I sit up in bed trying to get my brain to wake up. Moving like a slug, I start to get off my bed, and then walk to my closet. I grab my shirt, pants, and socks. As fast as a speeding NASCAR race car, I quickly put my clothes on. I then grab my baseball gear from my pile and then carry them down stairs. Then the smell of breakfast drags me down stairs. I sit down to a steaming hot breakfast. On my plate, there is 2 eggs, cinnamon toast, and spinach. To the top left of my plate there is a glass of milk next to my vitamins. Then on the top right there is steaming cup of bone broth. I eagerly gulp down my breakfast in

They stormed in our house in the middle of the night. I heard them knock on the door, and moments later my mother came into my room and told me I had to pack up my stuff. I had a lot of toys and clothes but they all wouldn't fit in my bag. I had to leave some toys behind. when I was all packed up my mother my father and i all went outside and i noticed many of my mother and father's friends were outside with there stuff also. There was a lot of talk about where the men in the uniforms were taking us. We were all very confused.

Then the 134 arrived. I got on, showed my pass to the bus driver and

Marshal: Don’t do any movement stay quiet with your voice and sturdy with your legs.

I asked if you were ready. I’ll stand here.” He began stretching near the sofas. “The Líder says he wants you to stretch your wings out every Wednesday.”

Roman look confused, then gave a jerk of his head that passed as a nod. Crouching down, Logan took one of the Prince’s hands and placed it on his chest. “Okay, we’re going to go through some grounding exercises to get you feeling calmer. Can you breathe in deeply?”

Even with all the music in the world, Christmas would not be the same without winter. Playing out in the snow, I am a child again; it is nice to be a little carefree sometimes. Along with that, the alluring white snow has the ability to bring siblings together. As in most families, it seems as though my brother Johnny and I are constantly bickering. Strangely enough, the feuds between us simply vanish as we rush to throw on our puffy black earmuffs and over sized boots. What a wonderful quality. However, the best part about the snow is paradoxical to being outside; it is coming back in to see the crackling fireplace dancing in the winter breeze. Upon entering the house, I am hit with the sweet smell of chocolate laced with a hint of peppermint. My mom hands Johnny and I a mug bearing the face of a rosy-cheeked man in a red suit, thawing our hands in the process. By now, it is dark, and peering out the window, all that can be seen is a twinkle of blue Christmas lights

Before the car even came to a complete start we dashed up stairs like lighting bolts, long blonde and brown hair airborne behind us, to see who could change swifter. I arrived back down stairs within the minuet in my penguin footie pajamas only to see my sister trailing behind me, running her hands along the cream colored banisted caressed in pine green garland speckled in brilliance, immense red bows clinging by a thread. I proceed to make the reindeer food, four cups of oatmeal, whatever glitter is