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Personal Narrative: My Day - The light from the sun reflects off the pure white wall, illuminating the room. The dust floats, undisturbed by the empty house. This is what I see as I launch myself out the door, into the hot summer air, into the sounds of playing children. I was four, I was carefree, I was full of life. Outside, we were free to do anything. My cousins, sister, and I could do whatever we wanted. The thoughts slipped through my mind, quick as a flowing river, and I did not have a care to catch it. All I was thinking about was a way to satisfy my immense and never ending curiosity....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 1762 words
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Personal Narrative: My Roots - At only seven years old, pulling the starter rope on my older brother’s Boston Whaler is no easy task. After a dozen tries, I finally call for my dad who is on the other dock dealing with the fishing gear. In what seems to take hours, he walks over to me and shakes his head. Before we had even gotten to the Marina, Dad asked if I needed him to start the engine, and of course I declined, wanting to feel like a “big kid.” With one simple tug from my father’s strong arm, the old Briggs & Stratton engine purred to life, as if brand new....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 1032 words
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Personal Narrative: My Grandmother - My very important person in my life and always has been, my grandma. She has always just been there for me, and everyone else that is in our family. Also our friend’s. She is what you could call “the rock” of our family she keeps us all up, in our times of hardships. And makes us all laugh when we are having an amazing day. It’s just that she is an all around great person. My grandmother has worked her way up through her schooling and to go college to get her degree. She has never given up even through the hard times that occurred in the 30’s and so on....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 489 words
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Personal Narrative: A Personal Essay - “The inside of the shell looks to me like a sore throat mouth,” is the sentence I wrote on paper eighteen years ago. It was my first day of an expository writing class and I was a freshman in college. Assorted objects were placed in the center of a table, around which twenty students and I sat around. Professor H asked us to describe the objects. What I saw was a seashell, a piece of driftwood and a black and white framed photo of an old man and a silver pocket watch. I wanted to sketch the still life in opposition to writing....   [tags: Narrative Essay Writing English] 1303 words
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Personal Narrative: The Passing of my Grandma - It was a Monday night; I remember it like it was yesterday. I had just completed my review of Office Administration in preparation for my final exams. As part of my leisure time, I decided to watch my favorite reality television show, “I love New York,” when the telephone rang. I immediately felt my stomach dropped. The feeling was similar to watching a horror movie reaching its climax. The intensity was swirling in my stomach as if it were the home for the butterflies. My hands began to sweat and I got very nervous....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 1265 words
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Personal Narrative: My Religion Teacher - With Bibles in the desks and a smile on his face, Mr. Murphy was ready to teach. He taught us about our faith and God. He made it sounds like no other teacher has before. I was very excited for day two. Ever since then, Mr. Murphy has inspired me and helped me grow intellectually. Mr. Murphy is the religion teacher for juniors and seniors at St. Thomas Aquinas High School. My first year with him was like a time to grasp our thoughts on our personal faith and beliefs. He was introducing us to a whole new way of learning....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 554 words
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Personal Narrative- Living Life on the Edge - Personal Narrative- Living Life on the Edge Heart racing, palms clammy, stuttering with nervousness. All things that usually don’t describe one’s favorite thing in the world, however in my case those are the common symptoms for my favorite way to relax in the world, adrenaline rushes. Anything that puts you so close to death you could touch it, but still hang on to a thread of life to pull yourself back up with. It sounds immature and irresponsible, I know, but don’t judge until you’ve tried, and I could never describe the rush and the complete whole, peaceful state of meditation adrenaline rushes put me in that makes all the danger in the world entirely worth it....   [tags: Personal Perspective] 459 words
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Personal Narrative- A Lesson in Culture Shock - Personal Narrative- A Lesson in Culture Shock “ You want to be the same as American girls on the outside.” (Tan, Amy) Like Tan in her narrative “Fish Cheeks”, everyone has had a time in their lives when they wanted to fit in at school or home. Sometimes it is hard to try to blend into the surroundings. Moving from Boston to Tallahassee has taught me a lot about such things like honor, pride, and self-reliance. Such is related to us in Wilfred Owens’s “Dulce et Decorum est” which is about his experience in World War I....   [tags: Personal Perspective] 1075 words
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Personal Narrative- Living a Life of Humility - Personal Narrative- Living a Life of Humility For the only thing we have to shame is shame itself. Perhaps the name of Amy Tan’s mother will never be remembered like that of FDR, but the truth behind her words rings just as loud. To be different is an aspect of human nature that we are to be proud of, regardless of whether it’s socially hip or socially degrading. To be proud of something is to consider it worthy of honor, and that’s precisely what we must do- honor our individuality by becoming who we really are....   [tags: Personal Perspective] 1110 words
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Personal Narrative: A Day In My Life - I usually wake up at around 7:00 am. My actual alarm time is at 6:30 am but I always snooze it. In the holidays, I wake up around 12 o’ clock. My friends say that I am the laziest person in the world. The first thing I hear from my mum is, “You are late”. I will then stream downstairs for breakfast. My parents always say that breakfast is the most important meal of the day. So I try my level best not to miss it. My mum really loves cooking, so I can have different varieties of breakfast everyday....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 1310 words
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Personal Narrative: My Trip to Moscow - I was 11 years old when I visited Russia for the third time. It was during the summer when I visited Russia for the first two times but this time it was totally different for me since my visit was in winter. The weather was so cold that I remember not being able to sleep because of it my first night there. I remember pretending that I was smoking because I was able to see my breath as a big white smoke. Snow was covering everything around me and I remember that some of the cars were totally covered with it....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 576 words
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Personal Narrative: My Holiday in Japan - The breathtaking scenery just swept me off my feet. The pavements, trees and even the vehicles by the roadside were covered under the thick layer of snow. As I walked down the streets, the refreshing winter breeze blew against my face. It was like a dream come true. I was in Japan, the country I have wanted to visit all my life. That December holiday, my parents finally decided to bring the family for a holiday in Japan. When we arrived there, the first thing that struck me was the scenery, it was just unbelievably beautiful....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 623 words
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Personal Narrative- My Passion for Photography - In times, we often see things, but we don't really capture what is beyond it. In some cases, there are people who are artistic and are prone to see what other's cannot visualize. Every individual has a talent which can be expressed and processed differently. Something you see can mean entirely divergent things to someone else;for example, some may see thing's that may seem simple, but in the eyes of an artist, it can be perceived with a whole new definition, dimension, and a potentially new discovery....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 652 words
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Personal Narrative: My Love of Knowledge - There was light in the room. It was coming from a lamp on a desk. Next to the desk was a bed. Across from the bed was a bookshelf. The bookshelf had several books missing. A few were scattered in front of the bookshelf, some were in a pile on the desk, but one was in the hands of a boy who was sitting in a chair in front of the desk. The book was The Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R. Tolkien. It was two o’ clock in the morning, the boy was eight years old, and he had just fallen asleep. That boy was me....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 671 words
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Personal Narrative- First Job Anxiety - Personal Narrative- First Job Anxiety Thump-thump, thump-thump, thump-thump. My heart began to race as I climbed in my truck early Monday morning. Anticipation grew inside of me at the thought of starting my new job. Would it be difficult. Would I get frustrated. I kept asking myself these questions, but I didn't want to know the answers. All the confidence that I had built up before that day had diminished and I was left with dread. I tried to reassure myself that it was just a summer job and that I would never have to go through it again, but my anxiety had already overcome me....   [tags: Personal Perspective] 680 words
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Personal Narrative: My Father's Death - My father passed away in 1991, two weeks before Christmas. I was 25 at the time but until then I had not grown up. I was still an ignorant youth that only cared about finding the next party. My role model was now gone, forcing me to reevaluate the direction my life was heading. I needed to reexamine some of the lessons he taught me through the years. One of the earliest memories I have of my father is when he would take me to the park and we would play baseball. My father was eager to teach me everything he knew about the game, and I was eager to learn....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 743 words
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Personal Narrative: Life after Children - You have a house with a yard. Your mini-van is parked in the garage. Each room of your home is filled with the colors of childhood. You spend your weekends watching soccer games, watching the latest kids movie, and you plan vacation to places like Disney World. Your every decision from what neighborhood you live in, to what foods you buy is based upon having the best intentions for your child at the forefront of your life. Then, one morning you wake up, step out of bed onto a Barbie doll in your hurry to fix Fruit Loops and realize that life after children isnt all it was cracked up to be....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 1077 words
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Personal Narrative: Facing My Demons - It is inevitable that everyone’s high school experience will be different. For most people, high school is about having fun and enjoying their last few years before they are forced out into the cold, dark world. However, for the rest, it is about expanding their knowledge potential and gaining skills to fight off everyday battles. My high school adventure was a mixture of the two. My general physics teacher had a habit of making my classmates and I stand as soon as he walked in the room. Every morning he would tell us, “remember children, the reason I have you stand is to show respect to the person better than you.” He acted as though he ruled the world with a flaming spear....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 943 words
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Personal Narrative: My Daughter's Birth - A new year had just arrived. I can still picture January in my mind, the mood was sullen and dark, I could feel the cold reaching my bones, but now I know that was the best feeling I‘d ever had. I had only a few weeks left to start college, which had been my dream since I can remember. My dad had already paid for my tuition, I was so exited I had promised to do my best. Then, I realized there was an obstacle in my way. I knew I needed to make a decision on whether or not keeping my pregnancy, it sounds rough, but it was definitive....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 977 words
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Personal Narrative: Life after Children - Rising children is difficult. If you don't believe this, then you should read a few recently published articles - they will dispel your happy family fantasies. Suzi Parker provides an unsettling description of current teenage fads - girls biting each other and disfiguring themselves. In another article, Sarah Wildman recounts her 18-month-old daughter's flair for the dramatic, "squalls that take over her entire body, arching her back, howling at the moon, pulling my hair as she tries to take me down to the floor with her ")....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 504 words
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The Influence of Art: Personal Narrative - My day started kind of rough, because I and my wife couldn’t agree to manage our diverse schedule. I was scheduled to meet with members of my class in downtown San Diego, and she was scheduled for her event at work. Ultimately, after a brief argument, we utilized two different vehicles heading the same direction. A conflict in timing was the cause of our disagreement. As a result, the day for me started chaotic resulting in no inner peace of mind. I didn’t sense no normal pattern of tranquility in my thoughts....   [tags: hasselblad award, the dark room]
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The Process of Writing: Personal Narrative - Is it perfect. No. Does it have to be. No. Author and illustrator Marjane Satrapi will agree. “I am very much a fan of imperfection, actually” (Root 81). She is a well-known graphic novelist. I admire Satrapi. Satrapi has written many graphic novels, but she is most known for Persepolis. She and I as writers have many similarities even though I am not a graphic novelist. We begin our process in a trance like state that allows ones’ mind to effortlessly float on paper. We enjoy lots of brainstorming and believe in the power of visuals....   [tags: imperfection, art, images]
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Personal Narrative: Identity - Personal Narrative: Identity Identity-“Ones personal qualities.”Identiy is something only he or she can fully define. My uncle says I am affectionate,cheerful, and calm. My grandmother sees me as slim, pretty and sweet. My dad described me as perky, cheerful and happy, my mom says beautiful, gentle, and self-conscious. These adjectives describe me accurately, yet they are only abstract versions of me. Adjectives cannot begin to describe me and I aknowlege these descriptions for what they are, a condensed translation from my outward self to the world....   [tags: Papers Personal Description Essays] 1339 words
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Personal Narrative- Becoming a Good Loser - Personal Narrative- Becoming a Good Loser During my childhood I learned a number of valuable and important lessons. Each as varied as the next. Several years ago, however, I was taught a lesson that forever altered my outlook on life. I was seven years old and I’d already proven to my two sisters that I was a force to be reckoned with. In the mood for a little fun I decided to partake in a game of Candy land. The object of the game was to make it to Candy Castle before my two worthy opponents. The game lasted for less than an hour, but I would remember it for the rest of my life....   [tags: Personal Perspective Essays] 497 words
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Personal Narrative- Growing Closer to God - Personal Narrative- Growing Closer to God My head spins as I fly down Capital Circle on my way back home from church. Church has always been the highlight of my week, but something was missing tonight. I just couldn't seem to focus on worshiping God. My usual words of praise were empty. My hectic life had become a distraction and kept me from focusing on God, who should be my main priority. The butterflies in my stomach feel more like a herd of elephants tearing through my body. I cry out, "Why God....   [tags: Personal Perspective Essays] 659 words
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Relationship Narrative: Personal Narrative - The fairy tales say that once upon a time a girl met a boy; they fell in love, and lived happily ever after. Reality is not that simple. Long-term relationships force couples to get to know each other, involve themselves in each others’ worlds, fight through the hard times, and eventually develop deeper connections through distinctive stages of Knapp’s relationship model. Although I have dated the same person for over two years, the stages of our communication make it seem as though I am now dating a different person following dissolution and subsequent repair....   [tags: Jealousy Issues, Lack of Communication] 1211 words
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Personal Narrative - A Hole In One - A Hole In One It was a Saturday afternoon, and I was at golf practice. It was a gorgeous day. The sun was out, there was just a slight breeze, and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. No one could have asked for a better day. Three of my teammates and I were golfing together. We teed off at one o’clock. Walking down the fairway of number one looked just like a scene out of a movie. The lake off to the right and a line of trees along the left, were just gorgeous. Number two is a one hundred and forty-two yard par three....   [tags: Personal Narratives] 505 words
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Career in Psychology: Personal Narrative - My entire life I have always been on the search of a career that would fit my persona, fit who I truly am, and to become someone who will constantly have the ability to help people through their difficult problems that they face. Throughout my life I have been deemed the type of person that people felt comfortable coming to with their problems. Maybe people feel this way because they sense that I have a sympathetic ear. Well, all I can say is that human behavior has always seemed interesting to me and that is probably why I made the decision to go down the psychology career pathway....   [tags: Freedom Writers, Acheiving Goals]
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Personal Narrative: My Experience in the Air Force - I have been blessed to have led a highly fulfilling career over the past 22 years. The Air Force’s standards of conduct and performance have helped me mature into an adult while creating lasting memories along the way. I have had the opportunity to make significant contributions to my country that offer a sense of pride and personal achievement. My current duties allow me to directly contribute to the Air Force and Joint arena on an almost daily basis. Joining the Air Force helped me to realize I had undertaken a task bigger than myself....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 941 words
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Personal Narrative: Don't Judge Too Quickly - Lack of perception has a tendency to lead people to having communication problems. People who lack perception, they only view certain details that they hear or visualize. People can not fully understand the situation that they are viewing. Perception checking skills are something I in fact need to improve. I am at error with misunderstanding or comprehending the situations. I myself have jumped to conclusions without fully considering the circumstances around the situation. I have done this to my husband several times in the past and some recently....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 705 words
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Personal Narrative - Speeding Ticket - Personal Perspective- Speeding Ticket It was on a burning summer Sunday morning the day I received my initial traffic citation. My best friend and I got this crazy plan the afternoon before it all occurred .We determined that instead of going swimming at the recreational local pool of Tallahassee, we ought to head on in a journey to Panama City beach to enjoy the last week of summer that was left for us. The only problem is that it was 6:00 pm and by the time we arrived at the beach the sun would be hiding in the orient....   [tags: Personal Perspective Essays] 715 words
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Personal Narrative - Graduation Day - Graduation Day It was one of the most exciting and nerve racking days of our lives. Although we were finally leaving high school, the feeling of being unsure didn’t go away. The whole day was full of practicing for the big moment when the entire class graduated on to a new beginning. All the girls wore shiny bright red robes and the guys were dressed in a shiny navy blue. Standing there, I had no idea what to expect. Some things I were aware of, my friends were leaving and we wouldn’t be the same friends anymore....   [tags: Personal Narratives] 1132 words
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No one is to be Trusted- Personal Narrative - No one is to be Trusted- Personal Narrative “Interview started at 16:10pm, Officers present DCI Potter and Sergeant Gold” Said DCI Potter “Ok Lucy, we’d just like to ask you a few questions about today’s events.” I looked over at the two Policemen my eyes glistening with tears but burning red hot from the stress, I slowly nodded my head. “Can you tell us everything that happened today and the story around it in as much detail as you can.” Asked Sergeant Gold. Slowly I opened my mouth but nothing came out, I tried again still the same response, it was as if I had lost my voice, and suddenly it all came flooding back and the words started pouring out my mouth....   [tags: Papers] 839 words
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A Day At the Fair - Personal Narrative - A Day At the Fair - Personal Narrative It is Thursday, August 24th, the opening day of the Minnesota State Fair. I am here with my family, a friend and his mom, and one of my sister’s friends. It seems so long since last year’s fair. I always look forward to the state fair, even though it’s pretty much the same every year. We park at the same man’s house every year. His house is right behind the mini-donut stand on midway parkway, across the street from the main gate. As we pull into his driveway, I feel a pang of excitement run through me, and when I get out, I can smell it....   [tags: Papers] 1103 words
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A Day in the Life of- Personal Narrative - A Day in the Life of- Personal Narrative Being shaken awake by my mum I turn over annoyed, thrown my pillow over my head and groan in miserable agony at the thought of having another early morning. That dreaded feeling, the kind that makes you feel like your heart’s in the pit of your stomach, overcomes me as I know that at any moment my mum is going to put on the light, open the curtains and threaten me with a jug of cold water or being dragged by my feet out of bed, and promptly down the very bumpy staircase....   [tags: Papers] 655 words
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On the Political Issues: Personal Narrative - On the political standpoint the three concerns most favorable to me are gun rights, education reform, job creation, and economy growth. Gun rights are a huge issue for me and a lot of people in the state of Virginia. It’s a huge concern, because anyone that wants to be able to have self-defense is for the 2nd amendment. The 2nd amendment states as a citizen, we the people have a right to keep and bear arms which shall not be infringed. The second main concern is the education reform. The education reform I am most interested in is student testing, teacher testing, teacher pay, and class size....   [tags: Gun Control, Education Reform, Jobs]
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Personal Narrative: The Victims of Bullies - Life is a mixture of experiences, culture, tradition, sexuality, politics and much more. Experiences make us the person who we are today. Describing how an individual handles certain stages in life. These experiences demonstrates how a person behaves, and determines their attitude. In my life I have experienced many things that have affected me in all aspects of myself. How I interact with people, what my actions are, my preferences, and all about me. With my experiences that I have faced I learned many things but one thing that stands out is that everyone should have morals of compassion, kindness, and respect the value of life....   [tags: bullying, vegetarian, diets]
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Arrival of a Stranger - Personal Narrative - Arrival of a Stranger - Personal Narrative It was the last day of the school year; Mr Phillips was directing everybody into the school hall, the front row was full of giddy first years delaying the start, "every body please be quiet, john Roberts see me after assembly" "ok as you all should know already, Tomorrow, the year elevens will each be assigned a foreign exchange student who will be staying with them for the next 6 weeks, the list of names and information is in the cross corridor and as from Tomorrow the students will arrive for the summer." I was nervous, I had never before met a foreign person, and I had no clue as to what he/she might be like....   [tags: Papers] 1129 words
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Voice of an Angel - Personal Narrative - Voice of an Angel - Personal Narrative It began two years ago on a sunny beautiful day in July. The weather was fine and there was a gentle breeze floating in the air. I was sitting in a science lesson, on the third floor of Brierton School. The day had seemed endless; it was like the day had been a month. I was silently waiting for the day to end. I was talking to my friend Geoffrey, when I noticed her across from the crowded room. She was like a red silk rose in a garden of weeds; her eyes were so bright they were like sapphires twinkling in the moonlight, she looked priceless, more expensive than pearl....   [tags: Papers] 911 words
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The Dream of Gold - Personal Narrative - The Dream of Gold - Personal Narrative As I dart through "the desert" in the last game of the day, with only a few balls left in my hopper, I can feel the air of crossfire speeding by my body. I dive to the ground, see my opponent and shoot, I cover him in paint, hes out of the game. Paintballing one of the more challenging, stratigic and fun games should definetly be adoped by the Olympics, and will be if people promote the sport. Although it would be an extremely hard process, competing for the glory of gold would be worth every little bit of effort....   [tags: Papers] 766 words
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Personal Narrative the Suicide of a Friend - Personal Narrative the Suicide of a Friend Can you single out just one day from your past that you can honestly say changed your life forever. I know I can. It was a typical January day, with one exception; it was the day the Pope came to St. Louis. My brother and I had tickets to the youth rally, and we were both very excited. It was destined to be an awesome day- or so we thought. The glory and euphoria of the Papal visit quickly faded into a time of incredible pain and sorrow, a time from which I am still emerging....   [tags: Papers] 1012 words
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Clash with the Hurricane- Personal Narrative - Clash with the Hurricane- Personal Narrative The sky darkened from the blue light sky, it turned suddenly to a dark black gloomy sky hovering with a mist cloud. I walked back into the car, seemingly it was going to pour down. Heavily, the wind blew. I turned to shut the windows, but, as I looked closer out of the window, huge clouds started fusing together which then created a huge immense hurricane....   [tags: Papers] 855 words
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The Struggle with Vocabulary- Personal Narrative - The Struggle with Vocabulary- Personal Narrative Ani DeFranco once screamed in one of her songs, "You're like one of those zombies in Vegas pouring quarters into a slot machine." Even though Ani is an angry musician, there is truth within her lyrics, especially in this one. These lyrics remind me of the youths in our culture (generation X and Y) today. We live in a world where mass media manipulates minds. We are all guilty of turning to MTV for news, Ricki Lake for advice and reading Cosmo instead of challenging ourselves with a classic novel....   [tags: Papers] 343 words
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Kristina with a K- Personal Narrative - Kristina with a K- Personal Narrative The year was 1986; it was on this day my life would forever be changed. Up until this point I was a loner, single, an individual. Some people like to be in this state, I wasn't sure that I cared either way. Anyhow, this is where Kristina started. She spelt her name with a "K" instead of the traditional "C." The name was just one way that she was different. I was never quite sure if she chose to be or not. In that aspect I suppose we were the same. At first accepting her into my life was a given more than an option, I guess....   [tags: Free Essays] 418 words
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The Mall Experience - Personal Narrative - The Mall Experience - Personal Narrative The loud scream pierced through the Patrick Henry Mall air. It was cold and eerie night, but I as in the best place that I could see fit the mall. When I'm inside those four walls I feel that there is nothing that could harm me, except for maybe a credit card reaching it's limit or the store not having any more mediums in the cutest cashmere sweater I've ever seen in my life. Anyway like I was saying, yeah so I heard this really loud scream that totally disturbed the whole shopping atmosphere....   [tags: Papers] 383 words
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Personal Narrative Diary of a Teenager - Personal Narrative Diary of a Teenager Dear Diary He's dead, how could he just leave me like this. He's the only one I ever had and now I have nobody. He may have been drunk most of the time but at least he was there…now I am on a bus to the middle of nowhere…alone. All alone, that's me, all alone…forever. They're sending me off to some foster family, I can't believe this is happening. I'm just you're average 15 year old girl, things like this don't happen to me they happen in the movies....   [tags: Papers] 339 words
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Come With Me - Personal Narrative - Come With Me - Personal Narrative The ring of the phone made my head pound. I covered my ears as I walked towards the phone in a fragile manner. After a long night out in London, the sound of the phone was particularly what I wanted to hear. I scrambled over the edge of the sofa and clumsily grabbed the phone. "Hello?" I said sleepily. "Hi Chrissie, how are you. Feeling any better?" "Oh hi Will, I actually feel terrible, I could do with some fresh air." "Good because I want to take you out somewhere, I haven't seen you for ages!" He was right....   [tags: Papers] 1784 words
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The Story of Elizabeth- Personal Narrative - The Story of Elizabeth- Personal Narrative In 1987, when I was 5, I discovered television commercials. I would watch television for hours, and every time a new toy would be advertised I would run to my mother. "Mommy. Mommy. I want that!" I would tell her. I always received the same response. "Maybe Santa will bring you one." One day, shortly after preschool, I was watching my favorite show, when a commercial came on for a doll. The commercial showed little cartoon babies sleeping between cabbages....   [tags: Papers] 511 words
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The Loss of Innocence- Personal Narrative - The Loss of Innocence- Personal Narrative Orientation, introduction, moving in classes, fraternity exams midterm finals, all flying by with the roar of drag car screaming past you on the side. That is how this past semester has felt like. So far everything has been a blur, "tunnel visioned" towards the end that is now wider as I start to comprehend all of the emotions and information from this past semester. Sitting here in front of my computer finishing on of the last essays I will write this semester about the thing that I have done this semester....   [tags: Papers] 745 words
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The Big Match - Personal Narrative - The Big Match - Personal Narrative The crowd erupted as the 22 players emerged from the tunnel; each one gunning for victory like the crowd and each player was greeted with an encouraging cheer. Then whilst the players shook hands with the other team, regarded as the enemy, I was left to fantasise about the course of events that might occur over the next 90 minutes of thrilling action. This was the final, placing Champions Of England, Manchester United against the Champions Of Germany, Bayern Munich....   [tags: Papers] 1517 words
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Personal Narrative: Freedom of Expression - Personal Narrative: Freedom of Expression One activity that I enjoy doing in my spare time is playing music. I play the guitar and have been playing for nine years. I started off wanting to play when I went to a store and found a very inexpensive little thirty dollar guitar. I picked it up and started playing around with it in the store. At this time I was eight years old. During this time of my life I wasn't really involved in any activities and really wasn't that social among friends and other people....   [tags: Papers] 780 words
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The Mafia - Personal Narrative - The Mafia - Personal Narrative Mafia. That word, what does it mean. It reminds me of Black Death, cold murder, of pitiless, heartless people who don't understand the meaning of life. Life is another one of those tricky words just like Mafia, yet the words are inevitably associated with each other, although they are different in context. The story which I am going to tell you will give you a view on those heartbreaking words that are indescribeable. My name is Robert Pitino. I am thirteen years old and I once lived on the south coast of Italy, right next to Sicily....   [tags: Papers] 1323 words
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Personal Narrative - She's Gone - Personal Narrative - She's Gone As I walked across and the moonlit bridge that January morning my thoughts began to wander. I remembered the days when I first knew you, when you used to ignore me no matter what I did. What were you like before that. Did you change when I met you. I don't know, but I can imagine. Maybe you used to go out on the town every night with your friends, the maybe you sat at home doing your work, and would I ever know....   [tags: Papers] 647 words
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My Day - Personal Narrative - My Day - Personal Narrative It is said that 666 is the number of the beast. This is completely wrong. It's 7:00. A pair of words glide slowly through the mists, floating up and down like a newspaper drifting across an empty street carried by a fresh breeze. They approach me, and gradually it occurs to me that the words are "up-town". They are shortly followed by another word, then another, until slowly a number of these words merge together to form a sentence. This sentence sits in the back of my mind for a few seconds like an embarrassed school-boy waiting outside the head-masters office, before eventually gathering the courage needed to break forward....   [tags: Papers] 1337 words
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