Personal Narrative-He Doesn T Meet Him

Help! This man is trying to kill me! Help!” I cover my hand over his mouth, muffling his

Last month, I asked a student named Kris in my government class to be my partner for a group project. After I asked him, he looked at me with a blank expression, My heart was racing with the anticipation of his answer. I thought to myself, “This was a mistake, I should not have done this.” Then, as soft as a whisper, he said “sure.” I was not sure what to do next. Awkwardly, I nodded and went back to my seat.

I like to beat the rush for lines and do not prefer being late, but

It was a cool November day, in the middle of Afghanistan. As a medic, I was sitting outside my make shift aid station with one of my buddies sharing stories about home. We hear a loud explosion right outside of the wire. I looked up and could see the cloud of smoke billowing up from about two hundred meters away. Not knowing how bad the situation was, I grabbed a few of my soldiers, our translator and my aid bag and ran straight to the smoke. When we got there, a group of civilians were huddled around a group of people who were yelling, screaming and crying. The translator found out that a group of three men and three children were walking around a field when one of the children stepped on a mine. One of my soldiers grabbed the mine

This little devil like boy was featured in a hilarious comedy that I unfortunately missed out on until I was thirteen years old, because my parents believed it to be too profoundly inappropriate for a young mind like mine. Me being me, I continued watching it anyways. This character has always stood out to me as my favorite. He never behaved how he was supposed to, nor did he seem to love anyone, but that’s what made me like him even more. He’s always making up evil plans to annihilate his mother or ruin others lives. He loves to create new weapons and technology that will help aid in his plan to rule the world. He even has a time machine that he uses to get himself into some unfortunate situations. From completely changing the entire

My scream tore throughout the dark alley as I push the guy out the way. The shooter ran as we fell on the ground just in time. The bullet only grazed his shoulder, but there was a lot of blood.

I thought registration day would be tiring but I didn't know I'd have to stand in so many lines.The dog, growling and snarling, snapped at me I was so frightened that I ran. The snowstorm dumped twelve inches of snow on the interstate subsequently; the state police closed the road. Professors are supposed to be absent-minded and I've seen plenty of evidence to support that claim since I've been in college.. The suspect said that he had never met the victim however; the detective knew that he was lying.In the first place, it was snowing too hard to see the road in the second place, we had no chains.I have read Soul on Ice but I have not read The Invisible Man. San Francisco is my favorite city in fact; I plan to spend two weeks there this summer.The

As the girl feels that there is an imminent danger, she walks towards the door and tries to open it. She can’t open it. She then takes a look towards the entire room and sees an emergency button and a defibrillator. AS she takes a look at the roof, she sees a person descending and quickly hits the emergency button. As the people in the hospital are busy singing the Christmas song, they didn’t see it.

When I first saw one, I was scared, dumbfounded, I could not act or move because of the shock. Never seen before, until today. A “white” man standing right in front of us. All I could think was, “What is he?” “Is he going to kill us?” “Where did he come from?” “What is he going to do to us?” I was shocked. I tried to move, but my legs wouldn’t budge, they were stuck or something. Our chief came forth, he tried to talk to him using sign language, and somehow I was relieved. My mind could now think straight. Then I started to think, if I we get him to be or ally, and make him live with us, then we could use him as sacrifice. So I told the chief and some other friends, to just “go with it”, and as soon as he gets confident, we sacrifice him to

“Have you seen my watch?” “Huh?” “Have you seen my watch? I can’t find it.” “Sorry, I haven’t. It doesn’t matter now. We’ve got to go.”

One beautiful, sunny day, I was riding my bike in the backyard of my house. The supporting wheels of my bike made a pitiful noise. So I wanted to ride my bike without supporting wheels for two reasons. The first reason was off course that the supporting wheels made a terrible noise. The other reason was that all my friends could ride their bikes without supporting wheels.

I remember when I was a little girl so innocent and carefree, everything was just so enjoyable. going to the lake the smell of the fresh clean air, the sight of clear flowing water and the laughter of my sisters and I. I was the youngest of three sisters (no brothers). my sisters always protected me and always showed me how much they loved me. well we all grow up as a child you have no worries and no clue of the realities of life ahead until we are "Grown" .

he first thing I did when I was first placed into my mom’s arm was wink. It was the most peculiar thing ever. She and my dad were both confused, thinking about what that wink would symbolize. Little did they know they had a daughter who would continue to stimulate their brains and logic. I was always an outgoing, awkward child. I was also very conscious of expensive things. I, as a “mature” 3 year old, once told my brother, “Anna (that’s Telugu for older brother), be careful! Is epensive( expensive on three year old speak)!” Every where I would go, I would say hello to every person that crossed my path; if a person didn't respond, I would pester them to the point that a response seemed like their only savior.

I have a confession to make. I do not play multiplayer first person shooters. To be more accurate, I don’t play multiplayer at all if I can help it. I’m the sort of gamer that likes to keep to himself. Gaming for me is about escaping the real world for a few hours and becoming someone other than my normal self. I find I best achieve this in vast, open-world RPG’s and strong story driven games. I find if I am playing an MMO game like World of Warcraft and MamaMia66 comes across my path, this kinda breaks the immersion for me.

I've been trying to think of what to say in this note for weeks now, but for some reason I've had no luck. For some reason, after thinking for hours on end, I still don't think that whatever I say will truly explain the way I've been feeling these past few months. See ever since I met you, I knew that I was in for a strange and complicated ride where I wouldn't entirely know the answer to every situation as I like to think that I usually do. In other words, I guess you could say that what we have is different that anything I've experienced before.