Personal Narrative-Original Writing

I arrived and observed Officer Jones had a male detained in handcuffs who verbally identified himself as Zacary Perrymore. Officer Jones told me he was travelling southbound on Auburn Way N past the Red Lotus, located at 714 Auburn Way N in the City of Auburn, King Co, WA, and two employees from Red Lotus flagged him down and told him Perrymore had possibly just broken into a vehicle.

The following incident occurred on 12/02/2016 at approximately 2331 hours at the intersection of Bladensburg Rd NE and Neal St NE, Washington, DC, PSA 506.

Officer Acosta interviewed Victims and Witnesses at 814 N. Garfield Ave and stood by with evidence until ID Technicians recovered. See Officer Acosta’s ADD report for further details.

On Thursday, August 31, 2017 at approximately 2232 hours, I was dispatched to a residence across the street from 2220 University St in reference of a suspicious person inside of a black truck. Upon arrival I spoke to the complainant Ms. Delisa Smothers. Ms. Smothers stated that at approximately 2230 hours, an unknown black male went inside her neighbor's truck located across the street at 2221 University street.

The lake glistened before me as my mom and I pulled into Blue Lake Fine Arts Camp just outside Twin Lakes Michigan. I had been accepted into the International Youth Symphony Orchestra program where after spending a week at the camp the entire orchestra would be heading off on a six week European Tour to share our musical talents and American culture with another part of the world. I knew traveling to a different continent would give me further insight as to who I was a person, but did not imagine the people I would meet would impact me as much as they did.

On 06-24-16 at 1516 hours, Officer Petrella #7035 responded back to the above location regarding

My experiences as a writer have been both very engrossing and strenuous. I have learned a great quantity on both reading and writing, though, I continue to struggle on things that I have learned by this time, making the same mistakes that I do not even realize. Sometimes things are not so easy to understand when reading information, especially if the wording of an article is difficult for example. I love the idea of learning new things everyday. These past years as a writer have been very interesting, and I have learned and grasped many concepts I have been taught along the way.

My writing has changed a lot throughout the year. Some of my first pieces included lots of redundancies, “th” words, and things that could be changed. In addition, the sentences were not as long as they could have been. These things were brought to my attention by reviewing my writing and using the writing goal sheet. Over the semester, I have learned these little mistakes separate lower level writing from higher level writing. Reviewing my old writing and writing instruction has recently been on my mind while I write essays. They help me to write to the best of my ability. The first sentence of my essay at the beginning of the year is, “I am thirteen years old and I am interested in building and designing things.” This sentence has redundancy

On 7/22/16 at approximately 0930 hours, my partner Officer Acosta, and I, Officer Harrell, were dispatched to a report of a commercial burglary at 841 N. Lake Ave.

At approximately 18:09 hours I arrived in the 1400 block East US-160 Highway. I located a silver Ford Fiesta parked on the south side of the road facing to the east. A person later identified to me as Rachel Skov informed me her children were occupants of the car and were sitting in her vehicle parked in the north side of the road. At the vehicle I made contact with a white female who was identified to me as Rylee Lea Skov. Rylee stated she was driving

Once upon a time in the lush green valley of California lived a boy named Erik, who desired only to be a great basketball player. He trained everyday to become a distinguished athlete and achieve his dreams of competing among the best of the best. There was one thing that always got in his way, his height. He was only 5’5 compared to the 6 foot tall kids on the high school teams. He struggled to grab rebounds and usually had to play defense on guys that were way taller than he was. Sometimes he was picked last because of this. With the high school championships on the way he could finally prove he didn't need height to be a awesome player Erik turned to the only person he knew he could trust, his coach. Coach Falls had always

saw Cabrera leave the residence in a white Chevrolet Impala with chrome rims, NFD. Officer Crawford and I checked Cabrera's

The writing process feels different to me depending on the topic I am writing about. Topics I don’t care for feel very long and tedious and it seems like I’m spending more time thinking about what to write than actually writing. Topics that I do like on the other hand feel much easier to write about and can feel like I’m almost rambling. My writing process begins with a fairly lengthy brainstorming session.

Lets be honest here, I had no freaking clue what to write about. I can’t remember how many times this essay has changed. In the end, I thought I was happy with it, however, I am here editing it again. I can never tell it in a way that I am happy with it. Death is no happy subject though, and the events leading up to it is particularly dark. Let’s try this again, from the top!

As I’ve grown up I don’t remember a time in which reading was enforced. Maybe only once or twice my parents would make me read the Spanish newspaper but that was it. I grew up to be in 3rd grade when my neighbor suggested that I read to her every day after school. That’s when I learned how to be expressive in my reading. Getting out of the habit of skipping the crucial period pauses and taking my time without being so monotone.