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Personal Narrative- Christian Apologetics

- Personal Narrative- Christian Apologetics Two weeks of this past summer rank high as some of the most rewarding times of my life. Next to my salvation, the experience has become an important turning point of my youth. This experience changed my worldview into a biblical perspective, and strengthened my faith in the Lord. For the first time, I was on my own, flying cross-country to spend two weeks in Colorado, not for a vacation I might add. I was to attend a Christian apologetics course sponsored by Summit Ministries....   [tags: Personal Narrative]

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Personal Narrative- Playground Memory

- Personal Narrative- Playground Memory Looking back on a childhood filled with events and memories, I find it rather difficult to pick on that leaves me with the fabled “warm and fuzzy feelings.” As the daughter of an Air Force Major, I had the pleasure of traveling across America in many moving trips. I have visited the monstrous trees of the Sequoia National Forest, stood on the edge of the Grande Canyon and have jumped on the beds at Caesar’s Palace in Lake Tahoe. However, I have discovered that when reflecting on my childhood, it is not the trips that come to mind, instead there are details from everyday doings; a deck of cards, a silver bank or an ice cream flavor....   [tags: Personal Narrative]

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Personal Narrative- Lost Wallet

- Personal Narrative- Lost Wallet A wallet, or purse for some, is a precious item in which most people carry things more essential than money towards everyday life. If some people were to lose that portable safe, they may be offset for the rest of that day. The person without that wallet could be cranky or depressed for a while. Maybe something of great sentimental value was in that wallet. This person could stay hold these feelings for a long time, until they find their belongings by which case they are filled with joy....   [tags: Personal Narrative]

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Personal Narrative Essay - Crickets

- Personal Narrative- Crickets I’ve never liked bugs. Grasshoppers are gruesome, and wasps are menacing. Even butterflies seem to flaunt their grace by fluttering in your face. Recently, however, I’ve realized that one insect cowers below the others as the most scheming of the six-legged world. I’ve discovered that I hate crickets. These bugs are way too happy for their own good. Not only black, smaller versions of the grasshopper, crickets are masters of hide and seek. The inky bodies blend flawlessly into the shadows beneath a bush or inside the garage....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative - Body Image

- Personal Narrative - Body Image One's body is what makes one who one is. Every inch of someone is what sets a person apart from everyone else. Even though everyone has an opinion about what his or her perfect body would be, changing one's personal features would take away from individuality. I personally would never have plastic surgery because when I look at myself, I do not see a tall, skinny young man with a funny looking nose and big "bug" eyes, but I see a beautifully sculpted masterpiece that God has made just for me....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative- Photo

- Personal Narrative- Photo Remember back to the times of your youth, when a family member or friend would grace you with a gift. Remember that butterfly feeling you would get in the pit of your stomach and work itself outward and make you tingle with anticipation. Remember waking up early on Christmas morning way ahead of your parents only to attempt to wait patiently until they arose. Remember the moans of despair when they finally did clamber out of their bed to tell you that breakfast must be eaten first before gifts are opened....   [tags: Personal Narrative Photograph Picture]

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Personal Narrative- My Laptop

- Personal Narrative- My Laptop Writing technologies have been shaping the way people live since the beginning of time. In the Stone Age, our ancestors used tablets to organize important thoughts, keep track of daily activities, and pass on their knowledge to future generations. Arguably, their method of writing was inefficient as much effort was being put into carving and preserving the tablet, while the end result contained little information relative to its size. As technologies evolve, we have refined our methods of writing and have come up with newer, cheaper, and more efficient ways to communicate....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative- Parties

- Personal Narrative- Parties Every weekend there is a party somewhere. Whether it is out at the "Momma," the lake, or even at someone's house, it is the "cool place" to be. Last year, I arrived at the Halloween dance not wearing a costume but expecting to have a great time with all of my friends dancing and listening to music. I overheard someone talking about a party that was going to start at Mary's house. Being invited to go with all of my friends, I didn't want to be the wimp of the group, so I decided to go along....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative – Singing Poorly

- Personal Narrative – Singing Poorly It was a year like any other, or, at least I suppose it could have been, but, it wasn't. It was actually 1965. This particular year, the Beatles released Help. the movie; for the second time, Jack Nicklaus won the Masters golf title; on Palm Sunday, 51 reported tornadoes touched down in the states of Illinois, Wisconsin, Michigan, Ohio, Indiana and Iowa resulting in 256 deaths and over 1500 injured; and, a young boy in Smalltown, USA was turned away from his school choir....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative- Concert

- Personal Narrative- Concert As the dark stadium filled with fire, with the sounds of guns and bombs exploding everywhere, the crazed fans yelled at the top of their lungs. The enormous stage was rumbling with the sound of a single guitar as the band slowly started their next encore performance. Soon after I realized that I was actually at the Sanitarium concert listening to Metallica play "One", I thought to my self, "Is this real, am I actually here right now?" I had a weird feeling the entire time because I had worked all summer to simply listen to music with a bunch of strangers....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative - Slumber Party

- Personal Narrative -Slumber Party Thump-thump, breathe thump-thump, breath. My heart beat as if it was pounding out through my brain; I tried to catch my breath. I heard footsteps coming up behind me like an elephant chasing at my heels. A scream pierced my ears and echoed many times in my mind. My thoughts raced from one thing to another. After locking the door, the four of us clinched in a corner for nearly an hour. My day had begun normal. I remember I woke up, went to school and found myself with my friends that afternoon....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative - Race

- Personal Narrative- Race Wait. Be still. Don't go over the line. Don't let go. Wait for it. "BANG!" My reactions were precise as I sprung out of the blocks. The sun was beating down on my back as my feet clawed at the blistering, red turf. With every step I took, my toes sunk into the squishy, foul smelling surface, as my lungs grasped for air. Everything felt the way it should as I plunged toward my destination. I clutched the baton in my sweaty palms, promising myself not to let go. My long legs moved me as fast as I could go as I hugged the corner of the line like a little girl hugging her favorite teddy bear....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative - Driving Test

- Personal Narrative- Driving Test As I walked out of the courthouse and down the ramp, I looked at my mom in disappointment and embarrassment. Never wanting to return to that dreadful place, I slowly drug my feet back to the car. I wanted to curl up in a little ball and I didn't want anyone else to know what I had done. Gaining my composure, I finally got into the car. I didn't even want to hear what my mom had to say. My face was beat red and I was trying to hide my face in the palms of my hands because I knew what was about to come; she was going to start asking me questions, all of the questions I had been asking myself....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative- Car Accident

- Personal Narrative- Car Accident Disappointment, disbelief and fear filled my mind as I lye on my side, sandwiched between the cold, soft dirt and the hot, slick metal of the car. The weight of the car pressed down on the lower half of my body with monster force. It did not hurt, my body was numb. All I could feel was the car hood's mass stamping my body father and farther into the ground. My lungs felt pinched shut and air would neither enter nor escape them. My mind was buzzing. What had just happened....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative- Ridicule of a Child

- Personal Narrative- Ridicule of a Child “Why do you ask?... Well, she’s weird.... For instance, she wears black outfits that cling to her body with red spandex.... No I’m serious. Her hair is half black and half blonde, too.... The other day she was walking down the hall with a red feathered boa wrapped around her neck.. .. Yeah, I see her every day sifting by herself in a corner all the time. . . . I guess you can’t blame her. What did happen to her when she was little?” “Oooonnnncccceeee I was at hhhhoooommmmeeee, and I ssssaaaawwww...” We despised the way her heart-shaped lips gawked open as she slurred her words....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative- Shoulder Injury

- Personal Narrative- Shoulder Injury I felt it pop, and pain engulfed my shoulder like ants cover an anthill that has been stirred with a stick. It made me angry, but it didn't help things to get mad. There was nothing I could do but try to recover in time to start over. Giving up wasn't an option. My junior year in high school, I went out for basketball. I liked it for a while, but when games started I was on JV. It was okay, but I was only getting to play two minutes per game. This didn't make me very happy....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative- Soccer Injury

- Personal Narrative- Soccer Injury I went into my junior spring soccer season kind of sad, my past coach, wasn't going to be our team coach this year. I wasn't really depressed though, because I had tons of friends that were playing this year. One of the great things about soccer is that it is not a school-sanctioned sport. To me this said that I was able to play another season of soccer with my friends from Paonia and Hotchkiss without the normal High School rivalry between these schools. Year after year, the schools pulled pranks on each other, sometimes nothing big, but sometimes something big....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative- Converting to Judaism

- Personal Narrative- Converting to Judaism One day in grade five, I decided to find myself. Most people are not "lost" when they are eleven years old, but in my own naïve, inexperienced world, I needed a change. My teacher was the indirect cause of this awakening. She was Jewish and opened our closed WASP-y minds to a whole new world of Judaism. We explored the Jewish holidays, learned about the Holocaust, and watched Fiddler on the Roof. This brief yet fascinating view into the world of another religion captured my attention and compelled me to investigate further....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative- The Admirable Villain

- Personal Narrative- The Admirable Villain Days of Our Lives isn’t the same without Stefano DiMera. He was the puppet master, the vile wire that tied the colorful characters of Salem together. He was the one who erased John Black’s memories, hypnotized Dr. Marlena Evans into being his love slave (leaving her vulnerable for possession by the Devil), convinced Hope that she was Princess Gina, swapped Hope’s baby with a fetal-alcoholic crack baby, and convinced John that he was the father. For the past few months, Stefano has been “out of town,” and Days has degenerated into every other soap opera: a dreary, never-ending cycle of sex, secrets, and heartbreaks....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative- Cousin's Death

- Personal Narrative- Cousin's Death It is amazing how many things we take for granted. We make plans for the day, and don't think twice about how those plans can be taken away in the blink of an eye. I never thought much about it myself, until I was faced with the shock, and undeniable truth of my cousin's death. I don't think anyone really thinks about tragedy until they are actually faced with shocking news. My mom had been going to school in Greeley and staying at my Aunt Margaret's house ....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative- Curiosity and Me

- Personal Narrative- Curiosity and Me How many people wonder about holes in the ceiling and cracks on the floor. When did they happen. What caused them. Or what about when you see a cigarette in the toilet and wonder who had the guts to smoke in the girl's bathroom that day and why they chose that brand of cigarette, or why they even smoke at all. And even if people do think about these things, why. For what purpose. I guess I do it out of boredom. But is boredom really an excuse. I mean, really, how bored can a person get....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative- Most Memorable Christmas

- Personal Narrative- Most Memorable Christmas Ever since I could remember, I have spent Christmas at my grandmother’s house, a house which is full of comfort, warmth, and happiness. At Christmas, I have always been able to escape the cold and dark real world allowing myself to truly enjoy just several moments in time. These moments have left impressionable memories from my childhood making Christmas a holiday that is special to me and my family. It is a time for my family to get together, share stories, laugh, and even cry....   [tags: Personal Narrative]

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Personal Narrative - Finding Truth in Prayer

- Personal Narrative- Finding Truth in Prayer Glory, God stared me in the face. A man, my savior stood at the curtain. “Are you planning to pray?” he inquired. I blinked twice, “Um... yes?” Praying isn’t my ‘thing,’ but I figured “When in Vatican City...” I stepped past the man and into Enlightenment. Behind the curtain a room heavy with relics awaited. People stood, sat in the corners; heads down and hands clasped the room was immobile. Satan himself could not stir a soul. I took my place in the pew furthest from the front in a dark corner....   [tags: Personal Narrative]

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Personal Narrative: Skiing Experience

- Thin air encompasses me as I commence the final day of skiing at Vail, Colorado. Seven days of skiing elapse rather painlessly; I fall occasionally but an evening in the Jacuzzi soothes my minor aches. Closing time approaches on the final day of our trip as I prepare myself for the final run of the vacation. Fresh off the ski lift, I coast toward the junction of trails on the unoccupied expert face of the mountain. After a moment of thought, I confidently select a narrow trail so steep that only the entrance can be seen from my viewpoint....   [tags: Personal Narrative]

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Writing a Personal Narrative

- Purpose and Audience Personal narratives allow you to share your life with others and vicariously experience the things that happen around you. Your job as a writer is to put the reader in the midst of the action letting him or her live through an experience. Although a great deal of writing has a thesis, stories are different. A good story creates a dramatic effect, makes us laugh, gives us pleasurable fright, and/or gets us on the edge of our seats. A story has done its job if we can say, "Yes, that captures what living with my father feels like," or "Yes, that’s what being cut from the football team felt like." Structure There are a variety of ways to structure your narrative story....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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How to Write a Personal Narrative Essay

- How to Write a Personal Narrative Essay There is very little mystery to writing the personal narrative essay. There is no proper topic for such an essay. An essay can be about a variety of personal experiences. You, the writer, have the right to say what you want about your personal experience. You can write about anything -- Aunt Sally, the funky necklace you bought at a garage sale, the harrowing experience of being stuck in an elevator, the best Christmas you ever had, the worst day of your life....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative - First Football Coach

- Personal Narrative - First Football Coach One December morning, right before Christmas break, I was talking with a friend when our football coach came over to talk to us. I really respected and admired my coach and we always got along very well. My coach told us he was leaving Melbourne Central High School to go work in California. I had no idea what to say. I was in utter disbelief I was barely able to mutter a simple "Good Luck". One of my goals for the upcoming year was to have a good football season, just for my coach, because I really felt he deserved it....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative- Bonding Experience with Mom

- Personal Narrative- Bonding Experience with Mom Summer was coming to an end, the night air grew brisker and the mornings were dew covered. The sun had just started to set behind our home; my father would be home soon. I walked into the kitchen only to be greeted by my mother cooking dinner. She stood there one hand on her hip, her one leg stuck out at her side, knee slightly bent, stirring the pot holding the spoon all the way at the tip of the handle. She looked as pissed off as could be. My mother always felt she could be doing a million other things besides cooking dinner....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile]

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Personal Narrative- The Wrong Crowd of Friends

- Personal Narrative- The Wrong Crowd of Friends It was a cold October afternoon in 1996, and I raced down the stairs and out the front door, in an attempt to avoid my mother's questions of where I was going, with whom, and when I'd be back. I saw my friend Kolin pull up in his rusted, broken-down gray van, and the side door opened as Mark jumped out and motioned for me to come. I was just about to get in when my mother called from the front doorway. She wanted to talk to me, but I didn't want to talk to her, so I hopped in pretending I hadn't heard her and told Kolin to drive off....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative - Marching Band Competition

- Personal Narrative- Marching Band Competition This season was only the second year that I had been in marching band, even though we did do parades in middle school. The year before, I was selected to be drum major of the upcoming marching season. I was excited to meet the challenge of getting back to the state championships. It was also nerve-racking because I felt if we didn't make it to state, it would be my fault. To be truthful, later on I experienced both sentiments from some of the most influential, heart-warming, absolutely awesome friends that I have ever had the pleasure of knowing....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative- Staying Young Forever

- Personal Narrative- Staying Young Forever It all begins with the famous phrase, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" As children, we think the words "growing up" mean becoming like mom and dad. It means having a job, being able to cook dinner, and knowing how to pay bills. We are too young to understand the real concept behind those two dreadful words. If only someone had told me the truth, I could have prepared for the shock. I hate growing up, and getting older really stinks. The phases of growing up are like a date gone wrong....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative- Monocross Motorcycle Ride

- Personal Narrative- Monocross Motorcycle Ride As my flesh started to be spread across the pavement, dirt, and gravel, I thought to myself "Why, why did I ride today?" I wish I could have thought of a better way to get home that day. It had been raining that afternoon and the thought had crossed my mind not to ride home, but I didn't want to leave my bike at school. The day started out like any other day, except for one difference, I decided to ride my motorcycle to school. I woke up that morning and saw it was a beautiful, bright and sunny day, so I thought, "What a perfect time to ride my bike to school." I did my regular morning routine as usual....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative- Wearing Christian T-Shirts

- Personal Narrative- Wearing Christian T-Shirts A life defining moment of mine was when I started wearing Christian t-shirts instead of everyday t-shirts. The old t-shirts just seem so bland to me now, and I did not really care for them as much as the others. I also preferred the messages that were on the Christian t-shirts. Most of the time the messages would make fun of something, like laundry detergent Tide, or commonly use phrases, such as armed and dangerous. After a short period of time, I started to shop only at Sunshine for my t-shirts....   [tags: Personal Narrative]

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Personal Narrative- Meeting God through Strangers

- Personal Narrative- Meeting God through Strangers Meeting strangers can often times be awkward, but there are other moments when, if given, a stranger can transform your life. The time frame was approximately six years ago and I was working as a photographer for Sears Portrait Studio. As the photographer, I was always meeting new and interesting people. My job was fairly predictable in that we primarily photographed children; except for one day when that would all change. I was working at the front counter when an older couple approached....   [tags: Personal Narrative]

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Personal Narrative- Faith Through Grandfather's Surgery

- Personal Narrative- Faith Through Grandfather's Surgery At a time when I thought things could not get any worse, I found out that my grandfather would have to go through a triple bypass heart surgery. This news devastated me. My grandfather- Ampaw is what we call him, is not only my grandfather- but also my best friend. He is my role model, and I have an immeasurable love for him. I had just lost my great grandmother, and now my grandfather was going to have to go through a life threatening surgery....   [tags: Personal Narrative]

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Personal Narrative- Time Spent in Waiting Rooms

- Personal Narrative- Time Spent in Waiting Rooms As I get older there are a few things I’ve started to notice. One that really stands out is the amount of time I spend in waiting rooms. In my particular situation, I have an 85-year-old father, a wife, a fifteen-year-old son, four house cats, goats, horses, dogs, a few other relatives, and assorted other animals that turn up from time to time. My father, who has been a widower for several years, has a variety of ailments. Primary among these ailments are boredom and loneliness....   [tags: Personal Narrative]

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Personal Narrative - Sleeping with the Enemy

- Sleeping with the Enemy When I fall asleep in public, Alex informs everyone that "Bryan likes to pay money to go to sleep." His words don't stray far from the truth. I am convinced that I am afflicted, cursed, by something. I am haunted by the constant threat of unconsciousness. Glancing behind me, I see nothing, but sense the shadow that lurks. He is never very far, waiting patiently for me to drop my guard. We are very close, my shadow and I, and we know all of each others' tricks. A continuing match of wits takes place every time I step into a living room, a movie theater, a library, an automobile....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative - Football...and Musicals?

- My Love of Football...and Musicals. I am first in my class, an all-state football player, weigh 220 pounds, and can lift up small cars, yet I have a secret which I have kept hidden for years. It rages within me, yearning to break free and reveal itself in both shame and splendor. I can contain it no longer. I must shed my inhibitions and proclaim aloud, "So help me God, I love musicals!" Until now, only my family and those who have had the experience of calling my house in the midst of one of my renditions of the confrontation scene between Javert and Valjean from Les Misérables knew about my passion for musical theater....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative - Catapulting Fish

- Catapulting Fish I saw fish. We all did. Little silver fish the size of my palm were all lying sideways on the surface of the water. There were just a few at first, but they kept appearing. I saw a little boy point to a fish and ask his father about it. The boy knew the difference between the fake shark and the real dead fish. I entered Amityville from the employee entrance. Just past the break room there is a 7-foot-tall light blue wooden gate door. Even from there, I could smell it....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative - A Journey

- A Journey I am by myself wearing my blue jeans and an old flannel shirt. It is cool outside but I decided to leave my gloves at home, feeling comfortable with my warm shirt and my sturdy boots. It is just me and the woods. I take nothing with me when I leave, because I know that I won't be gone too long. It is early fall so it is cool outside but not cold. I am back on teh east coast walking through the woods of the Appalachins. The leaves have begun turning colors so there is a beautiful aray of oranges, yellows, greens, and reds....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative: The Prom

- I never went to a single formal dance until my senior year. On nights when there was a winter formal or a junior prom, my friends would get dressed up and ready to dance in their beautiful gowns. While they were dancing with their dates, I was at home watching T.V. It's not that I had trouble finding a date of my own but just the thought of getting dressed up and dancing in a dress didn't interest me. One day, a week before Mira Mesa's senior prom I decided to go. It was after all my last year in high school and I at least wanted to experience one formal dance....   [tags: Example Personal Narrative]

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Personal Narrative About Me

- Me I am sentimental, out-going, indecisive, understanding, curious, naive, lazy, and young. I want to be ... , well a lot of things, and growing is discovering what they are. I feel people cannot see the potential within, although there is no one to blame but myself. I look to others for approval instead of to myself. I aim to please; it leads to approval. I don’t like to discuss my faults; I pity myself. I am weak in some respects, but in others I am strong. My life is a balance of ups and downs....   [tags: Autobiography Essay, Personal Narrative]

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Personal Narrative- Random Story About my Life

- Personal Narrative- Random Story About my Life One of them was that I was on my journey with someone. I was on the journey with my boyfriend Dusty whom I have been with for four years. I am more like myself when I am with someone, especially Dusty, than when I am by myself. I do think that spending time with just yourself is a waste of time. You should just be out talking to people because who knows when that dreaded day of death will come. I think that you should just seize the moment and spend time with people....   [tags: Personal Narrative, Autobiographical Essay]

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Personal Narrative- First Love and Missed Opportunities

- Personal Narrative- First Love and Missed Opportunities As a sophomore my workload consists mainly of three very different classes. But within the first week I had something to tie them together; love, to be more specific, first love. In my bible study class, the professor wanted to illustrate the human ability to recall detailed information regarding personally important events. He posed the question “How many of you remember your first love?” and went on to say how we should approach bible study with a degree of passion....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative- A Non-traditional Love Story

- Personal Narrative- A Non-traditional Love Story I first met Tyler at "Above and Beyond", a support group for brain parasites. I don't have brain parasites, and neither does he, but that's where we met. I had seen him before at other support groups, and he never used his real name. He would always glare at me, as if I was intruding on him or something. I've dated a lot of weird guys before, guys that liked to cross-dress, guys that couldn't get enough body piercings, but Tyler takes the cake....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative- The Path Towards Grace, Love and Peace

- Personal Narrative- The Path Towards Grace, Love and Peace When I was 16 I left my parents home. One month before I left, I wrote this in my journal: “What is the fluttering in my belly, rising up through my chest. An apprehension — a fear — excitement. I am anticipating a change — a falling down — a caving in of something I expect to be solid. I’m in a strange place, moving slowly forward with nothing that can be measured — an internal advancement, a shedding away of old selves. I am pared down.” The story of my leaving still feels like something written in code — a code no one could understand on the rational mind level....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative - Renewed Love for My Sister

- Personal Narrative- Renewed Love for My Sister "The essence of life is to be found in the frustrations of established order." -John Gardner "God, Kris, you are so disgusting!" I made a noise like a rhino in heat as I opened my mouth to reveal the large piece of orange gum that hung precariously from my tongue. "Thanks a lot, E. You're the one that called it an orange slug." We both let out an uproarious laugh and quickly quieted ourselves. The geriatrics nearby were looking at us again. Our stifled laughter was still loud enough to make passersby wonder about our sanity, and that was just the way we liked it....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative- The Lonely Middle-Aged Woman

- Personal Narrative- The Lonely Middle-Aged Woman I got off the bus, not knowing where I had to travel in the cold night. I had a rough idea, but I’ve been having terrible luck trusting my rough ideas lately. I thought I’d ask someone for details. The passengers that had gotten off the bus with me obviously knew where they were going, because their strides were purposeful and quick. Looking for someone to help, I turned to a middle-aged lady in smart business clothes and voiced my question. She looked at me strangely for a second, as though I was speaking a foreign language, then just as quickly she snapped out of it and told me the direction I had to walk....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative - My Parents' Funeral

- Narrative- My Parents' Funeral Celery sticks served as slugger bats; olives substituted for baseballs to be smashed across the kitchen. Cousins Sonny and Guido were pitcher and catcher, and my sister Dorrie was a combination of infield and outfield. I came up to bat for the first time just as Gramps called for us to come into the living room. A policeman stood in the doorway. Nonnie and Aunt Sandy were crying. All morning we had been told to stop touching the Thanksgiving dinner or we would be punished....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative Essay - The Ski Trip

- The Ski Trip Standing in awe, cold air permeated through my hair. The smell of fresh and minty pine scent complimented the beautiful vantage of the wilderness. With my boots wedged in the snow, a shiver took over my body. This is was a place of peacefulness and tranquility. Never before had I been so close with nature. Facing the north was the vast forest. To the left and right, only the crystal white snow was visible. While looking up, I caught a glimpse of the old ski lift, the solo apparatus which was my passport to this great adventure....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative - The Rice Fields of Home

- The Rice Fields of Home I remember the big Gingko tree on the little hill. It was an old tree, shaped like a grandma with her curved back and wrinkly body. I loved how its leaves turned golden yellow during the autumn. I called them, Eun-hang Ip. Whenever the wind blew, it was snowing yellow, and I was covered with them. I would often doze off in that yellow blanket while the sunshine held my feet with her warm hands and the gentle breeze brushed my hair. In my dreams, I climbed that tree all the way up and reached the clouds--the white cotton candies....   [tags: Personal Narrative, Autobiographical Essay]

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Personal Narrative - I Don’t Want to Cry

- I Don’t Want to Cry Tonight, I punched a child in the stomach. He gasped for air, his face grew red, and his eyes got watery. Granted, we were at Karate class and we were sparring. And, granted, I was 19 and he was likely 10. I hadn’t meant to hurt him; I had actually been “going light.” But I hurt him. The fact is, he knew it and didn’t care. He could have continued the night without a single tear. But when the Shihan came to try and make him feel better, the boy’s face got redder and his lip quivered as that single tear rolled down his cheek....   [tags: Personal Narrative]

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Personal Narrative - The Day the Police Came for Me

- The Day the Police Came for Me The door opened and in walked the hated vice-principal of my high school, who walked straight up to my 3rd hour English teacher and whispered something into his ear. They both turned and looked in my direction. I stared back blankly, wondering why they were looking at me. Through an undoubtedly bad experience in high school, I learned a very valuable lesson about life, people, and events. Mr. Burton, also the "dean of discipline", asked me to take my things and come with him....   [tags: Personal Narrative]

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Personal Narrative - One of My Most Coveted Achievements

- One of My Most Coveted Achievements   Dr. Ross’ Comments: This essay is a very good example of a personal experience shared by the writer. She clearly describes an important episode in her life and vividly reveals a part of her true “self” to her audience.   What began in my life as yet another effort in weight loss became one of my most coveted achievements. After the birth of our third child, and too many pounds that were not disappearing, we purchased a small above ground pool. While the kids splashed, I began my aquatic exercise program....   [tags: Personal Narrative, Autobiographical Essay]

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Personal Narrative - Suicide and the Death of My Father

- The Death of My Father My father and I went hiking together just about every year since I was born. Some years it would be just the two of us, and some years my brother David would come too. When we first begin doing this, we used to stay in our own tent that we would carry upon our backs, but as my father got older, we gradually shifted from tents to staying in lean-tos, then log shelters, and finally to the comfort of the huts that the Appalachian Mountain Club runs on some of the ranges in the White Mountains....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essay Example]

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Personal Narrative - My Dad, Formally Known as Superhero

- My Dad, Formally Known as Superhero When I was twelve, I started fasting on Yom Kippur. That was the year I had my Bat Mitzvah and the year I became a Jewish woman. In the few years before I turned twelve, I ate sparingly on that holiest day - no junk food, no breakfast. And in the years before that, I ate whatever I wanted. My mom too. She's not Jewish - she just happened to marry my Jewish dad. My dad always fasted. He'd go to Temple in the morning, and we'd go with him - me, my sister, and my mom....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative - A Hole In My Left Shoe

- A Hole In My Left Shoe I have a hole in my left shoe. It’s on the inside of my left shoe, and it’s been there since the first week I had these shoes. It doesn’t grow or change, because the circumstances that begot it do not grow or change. It’s there because when I sword fight I drag that foot as part of my footwork. This hole in my shoe is a constant thing in my life. Even when I get a new pair of shoes it will still be back there within a week. Look closely at this hole and you can see into it, into me....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Personal Narrative: I Am a Cancer Survivor

- "Ring, ring", I wondered who was calling me at this time of evening. "Yes; o.k.; Yes, I'll be there", I said before hanging up the phone. What was wrong, I wondered all that evening that the doctor wanted me to come in to discuss my lab results. I had never been asked to come in to the office after doing blood tests before; when receiving a call as this the mind plays tricks on the person and wild things start popping up in the head. "Joyce, I need to leave work at 10 o'clock today to go to the doctor's office." Trying not to show my nervousness the words come out fast....   [tags: Autobiography Essay, Personal Narrative]

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Personal Narrative about Friends and Relationship Advice

- What are Friends for . "Oh god What has happened to you" she asked. " He slapped me" "What do you mean he slapped you, what happened" again she asks. "I told him that our relationship wasn't going anywhere and I thought it was best for us to go our separate ways" "Is this the first time this has happened to you" another question she asks. "You know I never keep anything from you but this is the one thing I thought I could sort out my self" I told her all the aspects of my relationship and she could not believe what she was hearing, my abuse has been going on for months now and I didn't think I could tell anyone until now....   [tags: Autobiography Essay, Personal Narrative]

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Personal Narrative - A Conversation about My Father

- A Conversation about My Father "'This is the only person in the world who understands me' he always said, holding you proudly high above his head. Oh, he adored you... but, I guess I you wouldn't remember that, you were just a baby," my mother sadly responded. That was the first time I dared to ask her the obviously painful questions about my father, who had died when I was two. I was nine then and felt I was old enough to know and wise enough to understand, so I sat on a stool in the corner of our tiny, cramped kitchen in Columbus, listening to my mother paint a picture of our family....   [tags: Personal Narrative essay about myself]

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Free Narrative Essays - Advertising and Personal Values

- Advertising and Personal Values I just discovered that I don't know anything about today's society. This of course came as a shock. I had thought that I was an informed citizen but I now know otherwise. this enlightenment came at great cost in time, and effort. The time was spent in watching television for an hour. The effort was to not lose my sanity for unlike any other hour of TV, this time I was forced to actually watch the commercials. The values that TV presents seem to be different than what I was taught as a child....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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Personal Narrative

- Thumbs Out A girlfriend of mine once defended me to her father by saying, calmly, “Not every one who wanders is lost.” The dad kicked me out of the house anyway. But the damage had been done. Not everyone who wanders is lost. Of course I had to see her again. That was during the summer after my second year in college, and when I decided to leave school the following winter, I had but one destination in mind. Except that I was heading to Kansas City, where I figured jobs were easier to come by, instead of Wichita, 200 miles to the south, where she was living and asking me to go....   [tags: Personal Narratives Hitchhiking Essays]

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Personal Narrative

- Personal Narrative I gripped the smooth oval shaped bottle in my hand. In the other hand with my fingers wrapped around the miniature glass cup, I felt the glass groves the harder I squeezed the sharper the groves began to feel. It was like I was gripping an ancient blade which had blunted throughout the generations. I began to slowly pour the liquid in my cup and it steadily began to fill....   [tags: Papers]

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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]

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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]

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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]

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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]

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Writing a Personal Narrative

- A narrative is a story. In writing a narrative essay, you share with the reader some personal experience of your own in order to make a point or convey a message. You may choose to tell how your grandfather influenced your desire to become an orthodontist, or perhaps you’ll relate the story of the time you didn’t make the cut for the basketball team. Whatever story you tell, your purpose is to share with others some experience that has taught you something or changed you somehow. Remember that narration is more than just description....   [tags: Personal Reflection]

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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]

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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]

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Personal Narrative: Stratification

- Personal Narrative: Stratification When you are placed in a specific class either by society or by you, the life chances can be very different. The life chances of employment may be limited if you are on the lower class level. For example, the resume you hand in may only work for factory level jobs. The factory may not require anything but a high school diploma. On the other hand, it would be more difficult to obtain a high paying job with only a high school diploma. For instance, a doctorate degree is required to become a doctor....   [tags: Papers]

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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]

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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]

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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]

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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]

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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]

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Not Knowing-Personal Narrative

- Not Knowing-Personal Narrative That eventful day started out like every other day summer day. My cousins, there fathers and I decided to spend a few hours swimming at the rivers bend not to far from my grandparents’ home. I felt out of place because I was the only one there with out a father. Watching them interact with each other, filled me with envy. It was an eventful day for me because of what was about to happen to me today. It was something that I dreamed about for a long time....   [tags: Papers]

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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]

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Night of Funk- Personal Narrative

- Night of Funk- Personal Narrative Halloween night this year was a night of tension. With the recent terrorist attacks, people, including myself, were worried about going out that night. All over the news, reporters were warning us to stay away from certain places and the warning signs of another terrorist attack. So, what were all of us college kids going to do. I decided to be brave and go downtown. I figured, if they nuke Boston, I’ll be dead in Allston (where I live). Friends of mine from Berklee College of Music were playing a huge show at Bill’s Bar on Lansdowne Street....   [tags: Free Essays]

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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]

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