Personal Narrative: Mckenah Kloes

I am grateful for Bella. We both play this game called, township, and she often help me on there. She either give me supplies I requested, or help both of us earn reward in competition. She is also able to makes the game playing experience more enjoyable. In addition, one time, I have only until 15 minutes until my challenge is over. However, I cannot produce the product needed within the timeframe. Bella was there to make a last minute “delivery”.

The sunrise starts to make its present known through the black bandit mask of night, its yellow belly and flashes of warm reddish brown brighten the sky as the morning first light.

Recalling my childhood, my voice did not seem to resonate beyond the small circumference of space around me. I was so quiet that I resolved to thinking that the world had defective ears. But now, I have that louder voice around friends, family, and anyone I meet. With this newfound confidence, I have taken initiative in my school and community through my club MediKid. Although these changes seem to have happened quickly, one specific experience unlocked the characteristics of the personality within me.

One person I have found to be most fascinating is Kassidy McMurty who is my other half and best friend. Kassidy is a small, petite sixteen-year-old girl with a square-shaped head, slim arms, and beautiful, clear, medium brown skin. I often compare her to a garden gnome since she’s rather short in comparison to me. She is five feet two inches tall and 127 pounds with a triangular body type. When looking at her from the top to bottom, someone would notice her armpit-length, black, singular-braided hair that makes her look like the infamous Medusa from certain angles. Below her jungle-like hair are her straight, thick eyebrows and thin almond-shaped eyes that are both as dark as coffee beans and shaped to perfection. Just beneath Kassidy’s eyes

I became super close to Natalie after she invited me to her birthday party in sixth grade. Natalie and I fit the quote, "Every blonde needs a brunette best friend." We go together so well. Natalie always cheers me up and every time we see each other we hug and do our well known handshake. We are known as twins for many reasons. Our personalities are identical, plus we are really similar in size. I love Natalie so much, and I can always count on her. I have many memories with her. One time, we got on my trampoline, and took a ton of pictures on the GoPro. Another was this New Years Eve we hung out and had so much fun together. Plus so many more memories. Natalie is my go to girl and I can look to her for

I left my castle without my wife and children. I regret not taking them, but it is too late to turn back now. I will have to depend on Ross. After all, he is my cousin by marriage, and my Lady’s cousin by blood. Surely, he will not let anything happen to them. Oh, how I miss them!

This your lost cousin Amari. As you must have heard my village was visited by white strangers. We greeted them with food and music and dancing. But they did not come for a visit. They took out their fire sticks and shot the elder chief, and everyone in the village except the teenagers. They killed my mother and father and shot Kwasi as we were escaping the battle. I could not longer fight without a family and they took me and everyone else hostage. We were defeated and chained us together from our necks and feet. We struggled to walk as they whipped us for tripping and barely gave us food or water. Those who survived the journey made it to a city where we were caged like animals. I met a woman named Afi. She gave me advice and comfort me a

Oh, Ken! I’m so sorry to hear about your foot and leg are infected again, especially your leg, Ken, because I thought it was getting better. But, when was the last time you saw your doctor, Ken? Didn't he detect that your foot and leg were getting worse when he saw them? I wish I could help you but I can only say you that don't give up and that think that all is going to be well... oh, and send you a giant bear hug.

Hi I am krish, I use to love being hero when i was a little. I was dream about flying and kicking bad people, I always had that dream. And one day me and my dad was riding a bike a it was very chilly outside and suddenly the weather change it get dark and I was scared and they're heavy rain and the electricity went out everything stop and people were running all over the place and I saw a person in the sky and I got stok by lightning, i was with my dad luckily I survive but my dad couldn't. That change my life, I got power and I save the world and become hero.

They wouldn't retrieve it because they believe that it fell in her hand for a special reason. Now they guard her life and will go to extensive lengths to protect her and her fiance Rolf Price. I am Norma Cwelnos, and I am a Cristu-Side (wizard) from Legida, I still go through training to gain more and different types of power.The weapons I am most fascinated by are my alchemy, swords, or the power of many winds.Shojuk Minola is my partner in battles and friend at heart, he studies spectrum magic. That means he can use light,dark, and colors to his highest advantage, he has the ability to fight with dark hit with light and slash with color. Our leader (Zegan Ma Rithn) Has sent his strongest soldiers to fight those who guard the headdress, none of them were ever heard from again, except for one who came back weak and ill. He only lived three days in agony and pain after his return, no one was willing to go back after they witnessed his

On July, 25, 2015 two beautiful twins came in this world.While going in labor my sister, Keishanna, was very nervous and happy for the babies to come out. Keishanna was having horrible contraction that was coming back every ten minutes. She was breaking in sweat and freaking out because the pain was killing her so bad. While she was going through the contraction, my mother said," Birth is not only about making babies, Birth is about making mothers strong, competent, capable mothers who trust themselves and know their inner strength." My sister took that advise and took the pain. Keishanna was in labor about two hour, but to her it seem like it been forever. Finally, thats when the doctor said," It's time for the babies to come." This was

Society has a problem. We, as human beings, tend to view issues in black and white. There is good, and there is evil. Criminals are always inherently malignant and cannot be redeemed. We revere Gandhi as a saint for his nonviolent protests against Britain’s rule in India, despite his racist view of North Africans. I too held this view of morality before I encountered the captivating young lady by the name of Kayla.

I had a few interactions with K.C. (in Ms. Hampton's homeroom) today, and I wanted to make sure you were aware, as safety patrol sponsor. This morning he showed up at 7:45 after his post to eat breakfast. I am not allowed to turn students away without feeding them. However, this probably means that he would be late for class every day. Also, at lunch, he ate another student's snack and was very disrespectful to me. He and I had a discussion in my office during his recess time, and I spoke to his mother about his behavior. I know he is a new patrol, but I do not think that his behavior today was reflective of a Glen Springs Safety Patrol.

I remember everything as if it were yesterday. The shock, the sadness, the pain, and the sickness she had to suffer. I remember sitting beside her, holding her hand as she had IV’s put into her arms. I remember the conversations we had; she’d explain to me how she just wanted to go outside again; she’d be enthusiastic for the day she got out of the hospital; we made plans for when she beat cancer. Two years have gone by so fast, and there hasn’t been a day I haven’t thought about her.

I have obviously known my sister my whole life. I would also go as far to say that I am the best thing that has happened to her. Well, at least one of them. From the beginning we have had a tight bond. I honestly feel that having a sister is both a blessing and a curse. My sister is a blessing because she is an amazing person. I say this because she is a very understanding and motivating person. Also, I can tell her things that I wouldn’t tell my parents and know that what we talk about would stay between the two of us. I call my sister my best friend because when I am in the wrong, she calls me on it, doesn't judge me and helps me to correct my mistakes, the right way the first time. Destiny knows all my weaknesses and just what to say and do at the right moment. I have begun to realize that she is a part of me. Although, the downside is that I feel I must compete sometimes to live up to her standards because my parents saw her as the model child, I feel obligated to be just as good. Sometimes we get in such bad arguments that I pray for the day she moves