Personal Narrative Fiction

The mystique and murk that shroud the legend and disparate accounts of the mysterious Little Egypt – who stirred up much controversy in the United States in the time after the Chicago Columbian Exposition of 1893 – only highlights the significance of the character in the evolution of belly dance and America’s perception of it. Most historical memoirs of danse du ventre, known as belly dancing, mention that it entered America through the 1893 Chicago Columbian Exposition. Concessions such as the Algerian, the Ottoman, the Persian as well as the Egyptian incorporated belly dance to draw crowds’ attention, profiting more in the process. Because of the nature of this exotic dance and its fluid arm and hand movements as well as isolations and shimmies of the shoulder, pelvis, abdominal muscles and head, its exposition spread rumors all over the country. Many flocked to see it. Nevertheless, the notorious name of Little Egypt came to be known from the Street in Cairo, owing to the several exotic shows that attracted many Americans. Even in the twenty-first century, Little Egypt’s name is still a mystery, having become a legend that has lured many dancers.

“Daniel is dead!” I blurted out. Then came the tears I’d tried so hard to hide. They ran on and on down my face like a waterfall. I don’t know how long I was crying, but I know that at one point I ran out the door and all the way to my grandparents’ house. It must’ve taken me an hour, at least. They lived fifteen miles out of town, but I was audacious. When I reached my destination, I knocked on the door desperately. My grandma answered it and saw my red, blotchy face. A worried look made its way to

“Welcome home Father! We have missed you so much,” I cried. “Thank you, Mary I’ve missed you as well,” he said with a quick smile quickly turning back into a frown. “What is the matter; did I do something wrong,” I say getting frightened. “Oh no sweetheart, it is definitely not you it’s just that... never mind. Where is your mother?” “She went outdoors to hang the laundry,” I replied, biting my lip knowing that it’s my job to do the laundry.”Thank you,” he yells, already out the door. As I make my way outside, I see my father worriedly talking to my mother as a look of

My dad looked at my mom first then to me. Suddenly, he started to shout, “I could care less about what everyone else thought in there. What I’m angry about is how you mother didn’t take my side!”

I was walking to my house after a long day of school. All day I was waiting for this moment; To see my dog. I walked inside. I saw my dad, which was strange because he was never home. I look around. There was an empty dog bed, covered in brownish-red fur. My sister’s head was in her hands, she was shaking uncontrollably. I turn towards my dad, his eyes filled with pity and sorrow. I set my backpack down and search for my companion. Being the insensitive and ignorant child I was, I ask, “ Where’s Duke?”. My dad glanced at me making direct contact. The words I was about to absorb , were almost deadpan. He replied monotonously, “ He’s gone.”. The only word that can explain how I was feeling was numb. I hadn’t realized the stumble backwards into the wall, or the tears shed, not even the comfort I was trying to be given. Though I thought that this was going

He walked sluggish up the stairs to go to bed, I ran towards mom to see if she was okay, I saw her face filled with fear and it looks like she wasn’t in this world anymore, like she was off, lost in her conscience. I felt suddenly like I wasn’t home, like I just walked into a different world with parents I didn’t even recognize. I left my mom in her mess of thoughts and ran upstairs a little wary that my dad would pop out. I shut my door silently and just sat on my bed, wondering what happened to Clover and hoping she’ll come back home soon, no wait this is not my home anymore.

I went out the place and sat in her car. "Maybe some music will help me consume all of this." Sky clicks the radio on.

Having a federal government in America brings unity and organizes the law for all states. The federalist system revolves around creating a central government, one that brings order for the country and not cause chaos. Even though its main goal is for a central government, the federal system allows an individual to be heard.

I stirred as I heard my name being called out distantly in the back of my mind.

“Katherine will come around, she’s just embarrassed.” Irwin was leading Angela down into the downward sloping tunnels. She had to lean backwards as she walked to keep herself from falling forward.

I didn’t sleep at all last night, even after Felix returned to bed. My new senses and abilities wouldn’t let me. There’s danger everywhere in this place but there’s something else that’s making my senses go crazy and I think I have some idea of what it is. The nuclear bomb. It’s making my senses go crazy. Everything yells danger at me and to run. I know it’s going to blow up soon and that makes me a might bit grumpy. So when Jensen pulled me to the side in the morning, I was not the mood to be lectured, not that he has the right in the beginning.

As they walk into class everybody turns, and stares at them. “What are you little bitches looking at?“ My teacher starts saying “Anna I will not toler-” “Oh shut up. You can’t seem to tolerate anything.” I reply. “Later losers, I decided I don’t feel up to learning from a dumb ass” I add. “Anna Seriously don’t act like this.” Alice says. “Well how would you like me to act then, since you’re just the boss of everybody.” “OMG!!!! Then just leave, I don’t flipping care what you do with yourself anymore” She yells at me. Just as I start to say something rude and profound back at her, the superintendent speaks through the microphone. “Anna, please come down to my office” “Later Alice” I say

“Gene, have you seen my diamond earrings?” I ask over the running water of his shower.

Three hours ago I was leaving the house with Danny and dad for a driving lesson, I was laughing and joking around with the people I love most. Yet in less than one hour it all went to shit as I watched both my parents get taken away from me and my brothers. I didn't ask Logan where we were going, I didn't really care. The only thing I can think about is the fact that I should have helped my parents, I could have forced Logan to turn around or jump out of the car like a superhero and save the day.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, a famous poet once quoted the following, “For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind.” Anger as we all know can be a very powerful emotion that can have many different effects, firstly on the person that is experiencing the emotion, secondly the person or persons who is around the said anger filled individual. However, the intention of this paper is not to focus on anger, but to focus on the persuasion that people can use when giving speeches or in this case, preaching. John Edwards, a preacher in the new world takes the time to diligently preach his congregation, this is now the writing we know as, Sinners in the hand of an Angry God. While exploring this piece of writing, it is important to note that John Edwards uses many ways to persuade his congregation to believe that God is angry. The keys to his persuasion are as following, the people are out of God’s grace, they are wicked, and everyone has committed a sin.