Personal Narrative Fiction

Hissing out a curse under his breath, he slams his mouth to mine again and drinks me ‘til I’m breathless.

The pharmacy, pharmacists, and the technicians are screaming, “Out with the old, in with new!” It is time for an upgrade to make things go more smoothly, save time and any types of errors in the prescription, which saves the pharmacy, pharmacists, and technicians time as well, and who wouldn’t want to save money!? The pharmacies future is progressing to make these goals come true. Today, tomorrow, and every day after that, they will forever try to improve our future goals and make sure the pharmacies future will be content and secure, for all of our patients and employees.

He was and still is a very popular children's author and illustrator. He wrote his first children's book, To Think That I Saw It On Mulberry Street in 1937. Twenty-seven different publishers denied this book at first. During his later years he created top selling books like, The Cat in the Hat (1957) and Green Eggs and Ham (1960).

She turns her head looking right at me, her face becomes bright red, just as red as the roses I had on the counter. Her eyes become bigger than a golf ball, and she sprints right at me. But before I can process what just happened, her face is a foot from mine.

I quickly run to her and put my hand on her back. I look her in the eyes. There blankly starring ahead at something. Searching the air in front of us, as if there was a picture there. People around us start to stare, luckily her hoodie is somehow still up.

The boy suddenly spoke, “Don't worry. They stopped drugging you a few days ago. That’s just to give your body nutrients. Just close your eyes. And don’t make a scene when they come back, or they’ll drug you again.”

“You don’t just feed junk to someone after two months of-” He cut himself off, groaning and rubbing his temples. It didn’t look like the coffee was doing much for him.

"Yeah. Right." Not dressed in that getup she's wearing. Her sweats look like they belong to someone five times her size.

"I always dress nicely for this one," he says gesturing toward Katie. "Now what happened to your other dress?"

“A-a-“ She tossed her head angrily, and the rich color of it glistened in the rather dim light of the big hall. “You’re making fun of me.”

“Why did you have to steal the serum, look where it has gotten you.” he said

Looking at the picture, I again notice how clearly her hand shows up on my elbow. The picture doesn’t show how tense her hand is as it fights to keep me in the picture. It doesn’t show how tightly her fingers grip my arm as she struggles to keep me where I should be. It also fails to show that she will let me go if I protest loud enough and pull away with enough force. The furniture, the fashions, and even the walls in the living room have changed, but her hand remains at my elbow. It

“I was a model, you know?” said Leslie flipping her hair and rolling her eyes, in the most aggressive way

I woke up to the sound of carnival music and familiar laughter of a child that are blaring through the walls. What the heck? I dazedly get out of bed, noticing the door wide open, and the hallway light is swirling with vibrant colors. I could feel my feet walking me out of the room, almost as if someone’s pulling the strings of my movements, not letting me have any control whatsoever.

After having to pay compensation for World War I due to the Treaty of Versailles, Germany was in shambles; people were unemployed, humiliated, and divided almost to the point of a civil war. They were in need of a strong leader to bring them together, and Adolf Hitler, with his powerful speaking skills and manipulative speeches, seemed to be the desirable candidate. His speeches and charisma, timing and strategy, and the fact that Germany was in disarray, allowed him to quickly rise through the ranks of the German Worker’s Party and seize the hearts and minds of his fellow Germans.