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Personal Narrative - Personal Narrative Entering through the doors, I gazed around. It wasn't how I remembered it, I now felt like a stranger, an impostor. It was the same but it felt so distant. I had returned to the worry-free days of primary school. On my right, were the stairs I tumbled down. I was rushed to hospital, my head hurt. The whole of my class went very quiet, I didn't understand why because it was break time, but now just a normal staircase draped with a new carpet of the most unreceptive peach, stared back at me....   [tags: Papers] 584 words
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Personal Narrative - Personal Narrative Incomplete Essay My day began at eight-o clock in the morning where I crawled out of bed to go to breakfast. Looking like a zombie who had been dragged through a hedge backwards, I managed to make light conversation with my family during breakfast. My mum said to me, 'George are you doing to the fair today at Kentington-Waterloo.' It took me a while to process what she had just said but when I understood I was immediately and lively, like a baby with a new toy....   [tags: Papers] 1054 words
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Personal Narrative - Personal Narrative There lay her limp body staring up at us. Her cold eyes were no longer the brilliant blue we were used to. We did not know this at the time, we were about to face the worst time of our lives. But for some of us, including me, it would be much worse. Of course we didn't know that then, all we knew was the fear and the confusion. There were so many thoughts running through my head, but mainly, "Why her?" Because it was Sarah who had been murdered; my best friend....   [tags: Papers] 994 words
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Personal Narrative - Personal Narrative I am listening for the sound of the front door. I know for certain that it is a Saturday night. I do not know whether I am six or 16, eight or 18. I may be alone. I may have a babysitter. It makes no difference. My vigil remains the same. I do not wait for the sound of the door opening. It is the sound of it closing that matters. If it clicks quietly shut, I know they will just have a cup of tea then go to bed....   [tags: Papers] 525 words
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Personal Narrative - Personal Narrative I am writing about an event which happened in my life that I would never forget. It was when Christ Church School took us all to Chessington World of Adventures for an end of Y9 trip. I don't remember the exact date seeing as this was two years ago, but I remember all the main events and important goings on. It all started when I woke up for school, normal time, in my normal routine, although I didn't pack any books or put on my school uniform. I went straight into the bathroom, had a wash, brushed my teeth and went back into my room to dress....   [tags: Papers] 1664 words
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Personal Narrative - Personal Narrative I will always remember going to the RSAMD (Royal Scottish Academy of Music and Drama) 2004 summer school. Although I had been to summer school each time it is a new experience. It almost gives you the feeling you get when you are going up the 1st slope on a roller coaster, your looking forward to it but you are also scared, that’s the only way to describe how summer school feels....   [tags: Papers] 903 words
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Personal Narrative - Personal Narrative My life never was the straightest forward to talk or write about. As sad as it seems, the only memories that stand out are not very happy ones. I am 17. I was born in Gloucester. Both of my parents raised me, and at the beginning of my life we definitely didn’t live in luxury....   [tags: Papers] 1036 words
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Personal Narrative - “Life is like a box of chocolates you never know what your gonna get” (Gump, Forest) sounds familiar huh. When I ponder on the idea of an electrifying episode in my life, I think about the unexpected things that have happened. However something out of the ordinary “tickled my fancy”. After all my years of thinking it was impossible, the improvable became reality. Now just for a second I want you to sit back, relax, and enjoy my journey of becoming Student Body President. Although it was not an easy task it was quite interesting....   [tags: Pesronal Narrative] 1389 words
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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- Living for God - Personal Narrative- Living for God As I was driving into the church parking lot I had to take a deep breath. After leaving another frustrating day at school and then going to work right afterwards, I needed to calm myself down. I looked in the rear view mirror one more time to make sure I looked halfway presentable. I fixed my wind-blown hair by pulling it back in a high ponytail and put on some Burt’s Bees lip balm before exiting the car. I grabbed my Bible and notebook and locked the doors. As I walked towards the youth building a wave of comfort washed over me....   [tags: Personal Perspective Essays] 755 words
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Personal Narrative- Bartering in Italy - Personal Narrative- Bartering in Italy People everywhere are yelling in a distinct accent that I have come to recognize in my week here in Italy. As I walk down one of Florence’s many markets with my father, men and women alike are shouting out descriptive adjectives for their products in butchered English. They were just a part of the medley of noises around me. Tourists are laughing and clicking away at their cameras; drivers are slamming doors to their vans after dropping off the merchandise to the vendors....   [tags: Personal Perspective Essays] 978 words
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Personal Narrative- Concern for Grandpa - Personal Narrative- Concern for Grandpa No one wanted to answer the phone. An ominous tone accompanied the hollow ring. One-two-three-four. Finally, my mother summoned up the courage to answer the phone before the answering machine picked it up. I have never seen my mother look so pale or frail. Her lips moved but the sound that was supposed to be coming out was nonexistent. My older brother, Caden, and I were stunned into silence. Our eyes spoke volumes of the fear we were experiencing. “Uh-huh…oSchmidt…all right…” My mother’s side of the conversation didn’t tell us anything....   [tags: Personal Perspective Essays] 600 words
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Personal Narrative- The Real Me - Personal Narrative- The Real Me I was sitting, waiting impatiently for Adam. All of a sudden, this red Toyota Tacoma flew into my driveway, screech. “Hey sweetie. Are you ready to go and eat?” he screamed out of his fire red truck. In the mean time, I was sitting there, glaring out the window, talking to myself like a harebrained would do, asking the stupidest questions, “Is he going to like my disturbed family. What is he going to think of my annoying redneck relatives. I hope he likes fish. Am I too dressed up for dinner?” W arrived at my grandmothers’ house around 5:30, at once my aunt Gaye grabs me by the arms, “Hey girl....   [tags: Personal Perspective Essays] 655 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: A Day on The Mountain - The most invigorating and eye opening experience happened at Mt. Bousquet, while shredding down the steep slopes it had to offer. Before we departed for the mountains we had organized all of our lunches for the day. We awakened around six o'clock in the morning and started to assemble all different sorts of sandwiches. I had a gyro with excessive amounts of beef, tomatoes, lettuce, and extremely delicious sauce, yet others had chicken sandwiches or burgers topped off with all sorts of condiments your mind could imagine....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 513 words
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Personal Narrative: The Incident at the Restaurant - I learnt to appreciate life about six years ago in a restaurant where I had a habit of sitting and moaning to myself about how boring everything seemed to me. I reached up and clutched the top of my forehead, squeezing ever so slightly, wishing the constant, irritant pain could dissipate. I watched as the waiters tirelessly travelled laps from table to table in search of fresh orders and annoyingly small tips. The immense chatter provided by each customer and the occasional clatter of the cutlery, which presented an almost permanent ringing in my ears, did not aid me in my strong attempts to keep my agony at peace....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 506 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 Valuable Lesson - Summer vacation, and school ends for about three months, and then you have as much fun as you can, then back to school… right. Well I had to go to summer school, but it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Everything was going fine, I had a job after summer school, and that was going fine as well. They say that summer is supposed to be fun and exciting, and it usually is for me and my family. However in July my father started coughing up blood. My father usually doesn’t make it his top priority to go to the doctors, so he waited about four weeks until he really didn’t feel good....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 502 words
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Personal Narrative: My Horse - Some people think of them as animals. Some people think of them as objects. Some people think of them as friends. Then there are the few who think of them as family. Horses have always been like family to humans, except sometimes closer. There are many benefits to owning or being around horses. They come in many different colors. There is a multitude of breeds, also. Additionally, they have a long history with humans. Horses have unique behaviors. Showing horses has been the past-time or even career of many people....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 2608 words
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Personal Narrative: My Day - I am currently living in a town named Norwood, and as I wake up in the morning the sound of nothingness strikes my ears as if I was stuck in one of those sensory deprived chambers. Attempting to stand up from bed in the first five minutes is useless because I would rise about 20 degrees off my bed then go back down, for that reason I take out the clothing I am going to wear the night before. After I am able to stand up I go into the bathroom, shower to take me out of my half asleep self , then I brush my teeth which ends up always being painful since I always spit out this red bubble in mixed with the toothpaste, which after felling that sour taste I realize is blood....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 719 words
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Personal Narrative: My Mistake - Although high school was over for me in June 2009, I still think about the memories of my freshman, sophomore, and junior years. In these first three years of my high school experience I did not participate in school activities except drama club and a beauty pageant. I regret my decision of not participating in clubs, or going to the sport games, and not attending events in school. I would go back and change this decision for many reasons. Not participating in school resulted in me not meeting as many classmates as I could have....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 565 words
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Personal Narrative: My Grandmother - I will tell you a tale of a woman of great success. This is a woman that has inspired me to be something great one day and to never give up trying. Though she may be growing into her elderly years she has lived a very challenging, joyful, loving and successful life. She is a woman of great faith and character, she is my grandmother. Mary Imogene Cothren was born in Lawrenceburg Tennessee, November 12, 1929 to George and Chapel Cothren. Her family then relocated to a small town in Ohio by the name of Ashland....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 1311 words
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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: Stripped of Freedom - ... The noise from the rain pellets smacking the window glass grew fainter. Then suddenly, there was an interruption; I opened my eyes to see a bright light hit my face. I groaned. My fraternal twin sister, Sofia, had barged in, flipped the light switch on, and started to blast music in what used to be a calm and quiet setting. I turned my head into the pillow and let out another ragged sigh. Was she completely oblivious to the dark circles engulfing my eyes. I pleaded with her to go elsewhere. However, the tone in her voice alerted me that a feverish argument was brewing....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 2137 words
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Personal Narrative - Athlete to Academia - Athlete to Academia Instead of feeling pressure to conform as a student at the University of Georgia, I have found that being in college has made me value the importance of a higher education more so than I ever had before. During high school, my primary goal was to play well enough to receive a football scholarship. At that time, my focus was not on academics. However, since I've arrived at the University of Georgia, my entire concept of the value of a college degree has slowly changed. Rather than seeing just football in my future, I can now picture myself as a football player with a college degree....   [tags: Personal Narratives] 658 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- 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 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: 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- 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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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 - 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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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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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: 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: 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 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: 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 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- 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: 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: 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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Personal Narrative- Prayer with my Coach - The world around me grew quiet. I could hear the smooth rhythm of my heart beating. The sweet aroma of change was filling up the air around me. I could taste the future as I sat in wholesome silence. For once in my life, everything was peaceful. I had not one worry of what was going on in the world around me. I sat in harmony for six seconds, then, like a flash of lightning, it was gone. I drove into the rock filled parking lot of the LHS Pound thirsty for a change. I walked into the front doors of the LHS Pound for yet another FCA meeting....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 962 words
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Personal Narrative: I Almost Drowned - When you are happy, you never think that it can end in a second. Of course, if you always had tried to imagine something bad, you would not have been so happy. After an incident I had had once, I understood that happiness could be just one step away from loosing it. I was seventeen. Summer was in the air, but we could not enjoy it because it was the time of our graduation and we had to study for our final exams. When exams were over, we were relieved and decided that we deserved some rest. Usually, people prefer resting on beaches, living in expensive hotels, eating at exclusive restaurants, and enjoying other services provided by travel companies....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 772 words
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Personal Narrative: Sleeping Near the Beach - On a beautiful, tropical summer night I saw the world for the very first time. When I say I saw the world for the very first time I mean without seeing the city’s big bright advertising lights. The kind of lights that give you headaches when you realize every part of the world does not look like that. Like the one’s that are artificial lights. Or even noisy freeways, and fast food places every were I turn. I am talking about natural night lights that the moon and stars give off. Stunning lights that little fireflies can bring some people....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 731 words
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Personal Narrative: Intercultural Relationships - Personal Narrative: Intercultural Relationships Intercultural relationships are essential to our survival as a people. Without interacting withone another, the wrld would not be the place it is today. I would not be the person I amtday. I can recaall an instance of intercultural relating that has affected me. It changed the way I view the world. Living in the United States, we are subjected to many races and cultures. Living in central New Jersey, though there are many types of people, life is usually the same on all ends of the spectrum....   [tags: Papers] 337 words
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Personal Narrative- September Eleventh - Personal Narrative- September Eleventh No one knows what tomorrow will bring or may not bring. In the course of the past year, this idea was extremely prevalent. Because of the September tragedy, many people were uneasy and unnerved about daily situations. This concern caused people to look at things in a new, almost like an “enlightenment” initiator. September the eleventh is a day I will always remember; not only for the obvious reason, but for the important way it affected my feelings towards my family....   [tags: Terrorism Terror] 423 words
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A Perilous Journey-Personal Narrative - A Perilous Journey-Personal Narrative A perilous journey; the perfect phrase to describe my entire eighteen year life. As far back as I can recall, I have been running into numerous trials and tribulations that had to be resolved before I was able to progress further. Some of these issues are still being dealt with at present. Dealing with these issues is something of an ongoing process I suppose. One such issue is my difficult relationship with my parents. Although I love and care for them deeply, I have had my share of difficulties with them, as I am sure all teens have had with their parents....   [tags: Papers] 350 words
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Goals in Life- Personal Narrative - Goals in Life- Personal Narrative High school is a very important time in a persons life. This is the time to set goals. We not only set goals, but set out to find solutions. My first goal in no particular order is to become a good athlete. My next goal is to be a good student and graduate high school, with a 3.0 GPA. There's a last goal, but I am saving it for later. My goals are simple, but not as easy to accomplish. Athletics are very fun , and may help count towards another goal in life. Sports may be fun, but you need hard work to become good at it....   [tags: Papers] 330 words
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The Ultimate Teacher-Personal Narrative - The Ultimate Teacher-Personal Narrative There have been very few people in my life that have been able to grab my attention, captivate me, and then make me say "this is what I want to do!" Mr. Molina, my high school world history teacher, did just that. All teachers do their job, some just do it, others do it very well, but few leave a lasting impact on a student's life. Today I am in college as an education major, headed for the life of a high school history teacher. Mr. Molina's appearance in front of a class, his unique teaching style, and his uncanny ability to make class fun are the main reasons I feel this is what I want to do....   [tags: Papers] 406 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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The Crash- Personal Narrative - The Crash- Personal Narrative I struggle out of bed, and wake up to a chilly winter morning. One of those mornings that make your cheeks redden from the first whip of the cold winter air, and an almost immediate tensing of your muscles. Having no time to spare I have to get into my car without being able to warm it up. Making me have to battle the cold for the six block trip to the high school parking lot to meet up with my friend for our morning ritual of smoking a cigarette. I jump out of my freezing car and get into his S-10 pickup....   [tags: Papers] 406 words
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My Brother - Personal Narrative - My Brother - Personal Narrative My brother is the most influential person in my life. His name is Jim and he is 21 years old, leaving a 4 year gap in between the two of us. Most siblings are always quarreling, and never do anything together. My brother and I are most definitely not like that, we do everything together....   [tags: Papers] 406 words
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Personal Narrative: Wellness - Personal Narrative: Wellness When I am not feeling well I find relief and comfort talking to my girlfriend. Occasionally I may think of topics such as my future and particular things I want to achieve and I fluster myself with over exaggerated thought with issues like college and school and people and everything else that's happening at that moment in my life, but talking to my girlfriend allows me to release any anxiety that I may posses created by the persons around me and places order back into my thinking....   [tags: Papers] 1532 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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The Shooting - Personal Narrative - The Shooting - Personal Narrative It started off as a normal school day. I arrived late to school, at 8:50 am, and was shouted at by Mrs Robinson. It was 23rd June 2000. I was in Year 8 at the time. First two lessons finished as usual, and then it was first break which was about fifteen minutes long. Boys normally mess about during this time. On this particular day as I went into the form room to find virtually the whole class gathered around John Smith, a fellow pupil in my form....   [tags: Papers] 702 words
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Personal Narrative - Travel Writing - Personal Narrative - Travel Writing I took a final look around my room to make sure I hadn't forgotten anything. Feeling depressed, yet eager to go home, I walked out of the room lugging my suitcase behind me, as I carefully closed the door. I entered the elevator sorrowfully. I pressed the button to go to the lobby where I would be able to check out and hand back the key. The door opened and I stepped outside, still dragging my immensely heavy suitcase. I strolled to the reception desk and gave the receptionist the key with the number '319' accurately engraved on the gold key chain....   [tags: Papers] 824 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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