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My Day - Personal Narrative

- My Day - Personal Narrative My alarm clock alerted me that it was 11.00 on Saturday morning. I like a nice lie in on my Saturdays but today was match day, so I had to get up sometime. I climbed slowly out of bed and remembered that it was Watford Vs Luton. A happy smile spread across my face. I had always had my season ticket at the back of the Rookery end. I had, in my opinion, the best seat in the stadium. I suppose that is because the atmosphere is so good there. I walked downstairs, to a strong smell of burnt toast, and into the kitchen, where I found my beautiful girlfriend making breakfast....   [tags: Papers]

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Blacked Out - Personal Narrative

- Blacked Out - Personal Narrative I’ve never encountered racism before, I knew a bit about it. How people reacted to it some with violence some just turned away and carried on with what they were doing. I thought I wouldn’t encounter it until I was much older. I didn’t really know how I would react to racism I thought about it sometimes when I hear about it. But how I planned to react to racism turned out differently. It was a boiling hot August the sun shown brightly if you took as much as a glimpse at the sun you would be dazed....   [tags: Papers]

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Personal Narrative: A New Home

- Personal Narrative- A New Home My heart beat at a rabbit's pace as I walked up the cement steps to a small building set on a hill. I took a deep breath in an effort to allow even a sliver of calm to permeate the sense of dread that engulfed my mind and body. I stole a quick glance at my two younger sisters, briefly grateful that I didn't have to face this completely alone. I walked through the front doors to the office directly inside. The secretary directed me to a room off to the right, which turned out to be a library....   [tags: essays research papers]

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Unreachable Thorn - Personal Narrative

- Unreachable Thorn - Personal Narrative I still remember that day so well; it sticks in my mind like an unreachable thorn. Luke was so much stronger that me. I would have given up if it wasn't for him. I remember the rain, pouring from the sky, heavier that the burden in our arms and in our hearts. It was Luke's idea to teach him a lesson for what he did to Claire, but it was me who roughed him up, I was the one who made him fall. Luke said that no one would believe us. He said that everyone would think we killed him for his lunch money....   [tags: Free Essays]

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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]

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Personal Narrative - She's Gone

- Personal Narrative - She's Gone As I walked across and the moonlit bridge that January morning my thoughts began to wander. I remembered the days when I first knew you, when you used to ignore me no matter what I did. What were you like before that. Did you change when I met you. I don't know, but I can imagine. Maybe you used to go out on the town every night with your friends, the maybe you sat at home doing your work, and would I ever know....   [tags: Papers]

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My Day - Personal Narrative

- My Day - Personal Narrative It is said that 666 is the number of the beast. This is completely wrong. It's 7:00. A pair of words glide slowly through the mists, floating up and down like a newspaper drifting across an empty street carried by a fresh breeze. They approach me, and gradually it occurs to me that the words are "up-town". They are shortly followed by another word, then another, until slowly a number of these words merge together to form a sentence. This sentence sits in the back of my mind for a few seconds like an embarrassed school-boy waiting outside the head-masters office, before eventually gathering the courage needed to break forward....   [tags: Papers]

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My Boyfriend - Personal Narrative

- My Boyfriend - Personal Narrative I went through an inner journey when I met my boyfriend of 7 months. Meeting him completely changed the way I look at life and what I want to do with my life. I went through a period of my life where I was depressed and angry. I wasn't connecting with any of my friends; my mum was stressed and angry, family life was horrible. I felt like I didn't belong anywhere. No-one had the same feelings as me, or felt the same things as me. I didn't know what to do....   [tags: Papers]

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A Moment of Shock-Personal Narrative

- A Moment of Shock-Personal Narrative I ring the doorbell at my friend shazia's house while balancing my bookbag on one shoulder. This is one of the many days when my childhood friend Shazia and I have decided to study together for our upcoming semester finals Today the only difference is that we are studying at her house where there is always a lot of commotion because of her younger siblings. But I did not mind because I know Shazia is stuck babysitting her five year old brother, Hussein and three year old sister, Ailia due to her mom’s unexpected pregnancy; because of complications that had occurred her mom had to go to California for delivery....   [tags: Papers]

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Dorm Life - Personal Narrative

- Dorm Life - Personal Narrative When a girl is dreaming of going to college, living in a dorm is probably not in the array of things that are being dreamt of. Going to college is supposed to be about freedom and living in your own apartment or house, right. Who wants to live with another girl in a 10 x 15 room. Who wants to have to use a bathroom and shower that is shared among thirty other girls. Not many people would say yes to these questions. I know I certainly didn't when I was planning for college....   [tags: Papers]

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Being a Twin- Personal Narrative

- Being a Twin- Personal Narrative As I walk through the crowded mall with my sister, little children stare, most adults do a discreet double take, and some bold adults question us outright. “Wow, are you twins?” “Do you know you look the same?” “What’s it like to be a twin?” “Do you have, like, psychic powers, or something with each other?” These are the most common questions twins hear. Almost all twins don’t really mind them and sometimes the attention is cool. Mostly, we just smile tolerantly at each other and answer them as best we can....   [tags: Papers]

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Learning and Golf- Personal Narrative

- Learning and Golf- Personal Narrative It just always seemed like something that I had to do. Ever since I was ten years old I’ve been playing, practicing, and talking about golf. I always have had a love for the game, but I never really thought about how stressful and painful it made my life. Even at ten I thought my future had already been planned for me. I was already thinking of life as a professional golfer. I was certain that I would go play golf for a big college, and instant fame would soon follow....   [tags: Papers]

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Personal Narrative Knowledge is Bliss

- Personal Narrative Knowledge is Bliss Just a few days before I had to do this essay, my mom shared a story with me. In the middle of a Spanish lesson, one of her students asked her a completely unrelated question: Why do Mexican children always wear frilly dresses and slippers to the supermarket, and why do the men always crowd in the back of pick-up trucks to go to work. Although some of the students thought it was funny, my mother, of course, couldn't pass up this opportunity to respond and teach a more important lesson, interestingly enough, about stereotypes....   [tags: Papers]

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Memorable Moments - Personal Narrative

- Memorable Moments - Personal Narrative When I am together with my friends, I always get stares from the people on the street. Sometimes, certain people might even pass snide comments about my group of friends. One man with jet black cropped hair commented sarcastically when we were walking in his direction, "United Nations in Singapore. How 'colourful'." What followed his comment was a roar of laughter from people around him. My good friends do seem to make up the United Nations....   [tags: Papers]

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Traveling to Spain- Personal Narrative

- Traveling to Spain- Personal Narrative Spain. A wonderful country with a different culture to any other in the world. With its wonderful scenery jumping out at you and its surprisingly unfamiliar ranges of spicy foods, this and the relaxation was why I wanted to go. But with all its exciting features I was barely able to relax at all. My journey started when I left the plane. The hot breeze immediately hit my soft pink skin and left me with a silent shiver up my spine. I looked around and the setting was beautiful, all I could see was lush green fields, and silent hills with the sun just rising over the top....   [tags: Papers]

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The Broken Promise- Personal Narrative

- The Broken Promise- Personal Narrative “Thirty years ago in this very room, my father told me a few things, things that I want to tell you today. He said life offers you many paths to choose from. You have to choose the one that is right, the one where you never have to bend down, one where you never fall. Never take any step that will bring shame to your family name or prestige. I have not forgotten his words till today, and neither should you. Promise me that you will follow the traditions of this family....   [tags: Papers]

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Try or Die- Personal Narrative

- Try or Die- Personal Narrative Funny thing, crime is. Some do it for fun; others are forced into committing it. A crime always means that there is someone who ends up hurt, upset or even killed. I, of course was one of those people forced into committing it. Personally, I am, or should I say was a nice person and it would break my heart to bits to see a person suffering in any sort of way. But I had no choice. It was a matter of life and death for me. A situation of “do or die”....   [tags: Papers]

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Sports Day - Personal Narrative

- Sports Day - Personal Narrative That afternoon was no different, it would seem, to any other. The lessons were dull and lifeless with the same dry teacher droning on about the same old rubbish. However, as we sat listening to the monotonous speech a small, sweet glimmer of hope lay wide awake behind our hot, tired façade. Sports day was coming. Our restlessness would soon be relieved. The small group of teachers who knew how to push passion into their lessons could sense the excitement....   [tags: Papers]

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Personal Narrative - Mother Ireland

- Mother Ireland My family is proud to boast a long and rich history mothered by the Emerald Isle of Erin, which is Gaelic for Ireland. My family's clan was first called the O'Neills, and we inhabited the outskirts of a small village which now goes by the name of County Cork. We were minstrels, actors and musicians in the courts of our family's home for many generations. An interesting piece of recent history about my family is that we are closely related to the Kennedys on my father's side....   [tags: Example Personal Narratives]

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Personal Narrative: Death in a Dream

- Dream a Little Dream My grandmother always said, “you cannot choose between life or death while sleeping”. When you are sleeping, your body practically doesn’t belong to you. Its almost as though you have no control over anything that might happen to you in your dreams, especially if it is something dangerous. When I ask people why this happens, they theorize that a powerful force or being has entrapped your body. You could end up dying in your dreams, thus leading to your death or illness in reality....   [tags: Narrative Essay Dying Death Asleep]

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Personal Narrative - My Mother, the Hippie

- My Mother, the Hippie My mother is a "hippie" in every sense of the word. Therefore, as a young child, I spent a lot of time in the Great Outdoors. There were even some years in which we traveled around living on commune farms. I remember the huge gardens where you could always find my mom, and where I earned my nickname "Beans". I recall the cats and goats that were always roaming around, and I remember falling asleep in rooms stacked to the ceiling with bunkbeds, where all of the kids on the farm slept....   [tags: Personal Narratives]

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Personal Narrative- My Life as a Student, Athlete and Christian

- Personal Narrative- My Life as a Student, Athlete and Christian “I knew this was bliss, knew it at the time.” These words of Eudora Welty, although expressing her feeling from devouring book after book, can also be applied to my life. While not relating to my literacy, Welty’s lexis nonetheless conveys my own feelings after learning the significance of hard work. I’ve put excess effort in performing the roles of a student, an athlete, and a Christian. Success and growth in each component of my life has taught me the value and necessity of a strong work ethic....   [tags: Personal Perspective]

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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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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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Personal Narrative on Innocence

- Personal Narrative on Innocence Innocence isn’t necessarily lost by age or maturity. I think many things can kill it, but it also can be regained. You never realize when your innocence is gone either. Many people assume that by entering high school that they are fully mature and they know just about everything, but assume would be the key word. I have always thought that my purity had vanished long before junior year. I will admit that there were times when I would have a childlike thought, idea, or action but I never gave them a second consideration....   [tags: English Literature Essays]

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Personal Narrative: The Sandlot

- Personal Narrative: The Sandlot The sandlot was a vacant lot we especially used for unorganized sports. It was a place during my childhood years where I could go and not have a worry on my mind, except being with my best friends and playing some baseball. The lot was a place where the memories of endless fun and games took place. I can still hear the voices of neighbors yelling at us to go home because of the tennis balls we hit against their houses and off their windows. To us the sandlot was better than Wrigley Field, nothing else could compare to all the times we had there....   [tags: Papers]

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I Joined- Personal Narrative

- I Joined- Personal Narrative I am a front line soldier. I was with a mate sitting at the bottom of the parapet. My mate took out his damp cigarette. He managed to have a smoke, but I couldn’t. I just couldn’t take the smell of blood, mud and rats. I could not have a peaceful smoke. The smell was always there. It did not go at all. I always fell sick and could not stand it at all. The weather was finally clear and nice and bright after so many days. Our mood changed dramatically from upset and sad to happy and cheerful....   [tags: Papers]

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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]

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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]

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Personal Narrative Self Identity

- Personal Narrative Self Identity Throughout most of my childhood, I have been predominantly exposed to nothing but the Chinese culture. When my parents first immigrated to the United States from Canton, China, they rented a small apartment located right in the heart of Chinatown. Chinatown was my home, the place where I met all my friends, and the place where I'd thought I'd never leave. I spoke only Cantonese, both to my friends and to my parents. Everyone I was around spoke fluent Cantonese, and I never spoke anything other than Cantonese....   [tags: Papers]

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Personal Narrative My Education

- Personal Narrative My Education Public school systems need to be more sensitive to their students. Parents play the major role in determining a child’s academic outcome, but the school system needs to notice children who don’t necessarily acknowledge their gift. These children need guidance -- I believe it is the schools’ responsibility to provide it to them. I have been through a situation that makes me feel strongly about the subject. My example is an indisputable case in point. Math is my forte....   [tags: Papers]

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Personal Narrative My Life

- Personal Narrative My Life I never really thought about where my life was going. I always believed life took me where I wanted to go, I never thought that I was the one who took myself were I wanted to go. Once I entered high school I changed the way I thought. This is why I chose to go to college. I believe that college will give me the keys to unlock the doors of life. This way I can choose for myself where I go instead of someone choosing for me. I have chosen to go to the local community college to get used to the college experience....   [tags: Papers]

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Personal Narrative: Social Conflict

- Personal Narrative: Social Conflict It would have been easy to resolve had either one of us wanted to end the squabble. Looking back, it is unbelievable to me that I acted the way I did. Again and again the situation runs through my mind, unveiling new ends to the argument. It was a perfect example of similar scenes playing themselves out all over the world - the most basic level of social conflict we have, the easiest to resolve. I'd challenge anyone to speak out if he or she has not argued over trivial matters with his or her loved ones and closest friends....   [tags: Papers]

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Personal Narrative: Cultural Perspective

- Personal Narrative: Cultural Perspective What is culture. Culture is the idea of what is wrong or right, the concept of what is acceptable within our society. Culture serves us as a guide, taking us to the "right way" and helping us to make sense of things that surrounds us. There are many different cultures around the world. A lot of them are similar in specific ways and others are just completely different, this difference explains why we think that people from different backgrounds are "weird"....   [tags: Papers]

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The Game- Personal Narrative

- The Game- Personal Narrative As the game wore on I felt the tension amongst the players. We hadn’t come all this way and fought this hard just to be deemed runners-up. We all knew inside ourselves that this would be our last chance to be titled champions. Times were changing and so were people. Some of my best friends in the team would be moving away soon, going to a far away university where I could no longer play football alongside them. I knew, they knew, we all knew that this was “the game”....   [tags: Papers]

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Adoption - Personal Narrative

- Adoption - Personal Narrative My mother was all I had in this world. It has been two weeks and I still refuse to believe she has gone. During my mothers last few weeks, her face totally changed; cancer is such a terrible disease. Why did she have to leave me to cope with all this on my own. It is so messy. Apparently there was a big secret that I would find out. A short while before she passed away, my mother said that I had to read her will and I would find out what it was. Couldn't be half as bad as she was making it out I thought....   [tags: Papers]

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Regrets - Personal Narrative

- Regrets - Personal Narrative My tour of duty or should it be 'tour of hell' was coming to a very welcomed close for myself and my fellow comrades. Getting a slight shrapnel wound was not unwelcome, as it confined me to the field hospital, whittling away a few more days. My stay at the make-shift hospital seemed a lifetime away from the battle as I could only hear the occasional blitz of shell fire echoing in the distance. The frontline must have been a good ten miles away. However, I was experiencing mixed emotions about my absence from the frontline....   [tags: Papers]

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Personal Narrative - Father

- Personal Narrative - Father A sudden change in colour had awoken me. Orangeflashed over my eyelids. I squinted, this light is what disturbed me. As I gradually widened the gap for my eyes to peer through, I noticed that a streak of radiant orange had appeared through a slit between the curtains that had obviously not been properly drawn together. The curtains seemed to be a fair distance away so I opted for the easier alternative. I twisted my body so I now had my back to the window....   [tags: Papers]

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Choices - Personal Narrative

- Choices - Personal Narrative I knew I should've turned back the moment I stepped off the plane. Instead of getting the sudden rush of immense humidity that tends to suffocate you when arrive in such an exotic location. There was nothing, nothing at all. If anything there was a slight chill in the air, which was incredibly disturbing considering I had just arrived in Cyprus at the peak of the holiday season. But I didn't let that stop my holiday this was my holiday so I continued to stroll down the narrow aeroplane stairs into the shuttle bus that would escort us to the airport to locate our bags and finally ascend onto the coach....   [tags: Papers]

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Sports - Personal Narrative

- Sports - Personal Narrative I could have only imagined what it's like to bat against some of the best bowlers in the world and to hit their balls around the ground at a well-attended cricket match. But that's exactly what I did when my Ifield side took on the mighty world famous Lashings Cricket Club. Earlier that season I was promoted from Ifield IInd who are in the Sussex Invitation Cricket League Division Three, to Ifield Ist who are in the Sussexinvitation Cricket League Division One....   [tags: Papers]

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Show Not Tell-Personal Narrative

- Show Not Tell-Personal Narrative I stood in the empty office on an early Friday morning without a shadow of a human being. Listening closely, I heard almost nothing but the thumping of my own heartbeats and the buzzing of a running machine. I began to appreciate the motionlessness in the place and enjoyed the tranquil view of the hidden office. I realized that I had mistakenly stepped into the wrong office. Standing behind the squeaky glass door, I remained still at the door like a streetlight, perceiving the fragrance of an early misty morning....   [tags: Papers]

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Personal Narrative Losing Weight

- Personal Narrative Losing Weight I know I should lose weight. It requires a lot of perseverance that I one time had and need to find again. Many of the reasons I should lose weight are very clear to me. I have read many articles and have heard what my doctor has told me. I lost over forty pounds about three years ago, unfortunately, I gained it back two fold when I was pregnant with my daughter. I still have not been able to get rid of this weight since she was born. Sometimes it causes me to get tired just from going to the grocery store....   [tags: Papers]

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Personal Narrative: Norm Violation

- Personal Narrative: Norm Violation No Works Cited The Norm Violation that I performed took place in six different places, but mostly in the same environment. The Violations took place in Sayreville, New Brunswick, North Brunswick, Hazlet, Marlboro, and Matawan. You may now be asking yourself, what is in these towns that perform the same function. It could be a Police Department, Fire Department, a Food Market, a Burger King or even a Car Dealership. Well let me tell you that if you guessed any of these you were close but you didn't pin the tail on the donkey....   [tags: Papers]

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Personal Narrative: Visiting Cuba

- Personal Narrative: Visiting Cuba Getting ready for landing was a new experience this time. Although I have flown to many places on many different size planes, this landing was different. I could see the houses and buildings below. The cars and people were like ants moving around. This is actually the typical site from the window seat of any plane that is about to land. To me it was very different. We were about to touch ground in Havana, Cuba. The place where my parents were born, raised and educated....   [tags: Papers]

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Personal Narrative: The World

- Personal Narrative: The World The world is a messed up place and we are all stuck here until our lives are through, or until we choose to leave. It's strange that I go along with everything everyone tells me, such as that I should ware certain cloths or listen to certain songs. I often wonder why I do the things I do, but then I just realize that's who I am. People are confused about why they are here and they don't understand what life is supposed to be about. They think that they should be a certain way or think a certain way, but they are all wrong....   [tags: Papers]

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The Diagnosis- Personal Narrative

- The Diagnosis- Personal Narrative One fateful day at the end of June in 1998 when I was spending some time at home; my mother came to me with the bad news: my parent's best friend, Tommy, had been diagnosed with brain cancer. He had been sick for some time and we all had anxiously been awaiting a prognosis. But none of us were ready for the bumpy roads that lay ahead: testing, surgery, chemotherapy, nausea, headaches, and fatigue. Even loud music would induce vomiting. He just felt all around lousy....   [tags: Papers]

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Life Coach- Personal Narrative

- Life Coach- Personal Narrative A wise man once said, "If you were going to die tomorrow and had only one phone call to make, who would you call and what would you say. Why are you waiting?" At the time, family and friends told me this happened for a reason. They told me he was called to a better place. I never told him how much he meant to me. I wish I had the chance to thank him for the life lessons he taught me. If I could be blessed enough to spend just one more moment with him, I would tell him he has touched my life with such an impact that I will never be the same....   [tags: Papers]

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Love's Path- Personal Narrative

- Love's Path- Personal Narrative They say it is better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all. Those words are not comforting to me. But, I love you Deborah, he says as we sit on the couch in my basement, his voice shaky, and uncertain. He looks into my eyes as if pleading, no, begging for forgiveness. I don't recognize these eyes that once provided me with happiness, security, and comfort. These eyes used to reassure me that indeed he did --used to love me. It hurts to look into them; I turn away....   [tags: Papers]

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Mrs. Young- Personal Narrative

- Mrs. Young- Personal Narrative In my life, I have experienced many things. Some things in my life have been happy, some things sad, and some things that I dare not mention. When I was in high school, I did not want to go to college. All I wanted to do was to drink and drug myself to death. In one year, my life changed more than all my other years combined because of one person's actions. I still do not know if she realizes how much she helped me. Out of the many lessons that she taught me while she was my teacher, one overshadows the others....   [tags: Papers]

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Funeral - Personal Narrative

- Funeral - Personal Narrative I gaze around. I see one family, brought together, to mourn for one of our own. Countless numbers of dark figures stand on parade, speaking in unison to pay our respects to one whom we adore. The sadness corrupts my inner soul and my heart bleeds a river inside. Nothing could change the wretchedness I feel. We leave, what seems to me, not a holy church, but more of a devil's palace. But the worst is yet to come. Still shedding tears I climb into the hearse, my eyes fixed upon the noble man in the back, in the vain hope that there would be life in him once again....   [tags: Papers]

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My Phobia- Personal Narrative

- My Phobia- Personal Narrative She was repulsive. Her bosoms were like cannon balls suspended by elastic from her chest. The woman’s hair was dripping with grease, like the frying pans at MacDonald’s. It looked like the straw used to stuff scarecrows. Just the thought of that makes me curl up and shiver. I never confessed this phobia to anyone before, I thought that they would just make fun of me, but they don’t know what I’ve seen, heard nor felt. I discovered this fear quite some time ago, when I and my parents first moved to the countryside....   [tags: Papers]

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My Holiday- Personal Narrative

- My Holiday- Personal Narrative This was the boarding day itself, the day which I had been dreading for weeks but also ecstatic about. The day started early for me, getting up at four in the morning due to the fact that I couldn’t sleep that night. I felt mixed emotions as I was lying in bed, I was extremely excited for my vacation to Hong Kong since it was going to be my first ever holiday abroad. The fact that I would be flying on an aeroplane as well also made me feel petrified....   [tags: Papers]

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My Fear- Personal Narrative

- My Fear- Personal Narrative Every child, teenager and adult has experienced anxiety, fear or worry at some time in their lives. Everyone has their own phobias. Some are just temporary whereas others just linger, haunting them forever. Life allows us each of us to experience challenges in our own way. But when these challenges become almost impossible to complete, they become long term problems. When faced with fear, one looks for the easiest route out, but in my case, there were no signposts....   [tags: Papers]

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War Story- Personal Narrative

- War Story- Personal Narrative Finally we got a well deserved break from what seemed like our endless marching. As we stopped pain shot up my left leg like a bullet. I looked automatically to my right. Nobody was there. My best friend Simon would usually stand there, as he had in the war before, I could imagine the grin on his face. The images of all those years ago started to play in my mind… It began when we were assembled in the safety of the trench. Then we heard those dreaded words that can make a man throw up with fear for his life....   [tags: Papers]

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Dear Journal- Personal Narrative

- Dear Journal- Personal Narrative (Absolute & Relative Location) Day 1 – August 2, 2005. I’ve arrived in Australia this morning. What a flight. It took me 11 hours, and I feel like sleeping but it’s only mid-day. The time zone difference is at its max with Australia being 19 hours ahead of Vancouver. Geez, it’s going to take me all week to get over this jet lag. Not only is the time backwards, but also when you flush the water spins the opposite way, makes me feel sorta homesick....   [tags: Papers]

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Personal Narrative on Divorce

- It was the last Saturday in December of 1997. My brother, sister, and I were chasing after each other throughout the house. As we were running, our parents told us to come and sit down in the living room. They had to tell us something. So, we all went down stairs wondering what was going on. Once we all got down stairs, the three of us got onto the couch. Then, my mom said, “ Well…” “Your mother and I…” interrupted my father. “Are getting a divorce, ” said my mother, completing his sentence. I was five at the time, so I had no idea what a divorce was....   [tags: Narrative Essay Marriage]

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Personal Narrative about Skiing

- The coat of armor I adorned, made of down feathers and a nylon shell, yielded no protection against the daggers of that cold winter air. As I peered out toward the horizon, I saw nothing but tree tops, and some snow capped mountain tops in the distance. With my feet bound to freshly waxed skis, the only thing stronger than my ski poles was my determination to get down the mountain. I turned to my right, only to see the immediate drop off of the ski slope. As I crept up a little closer to the edge, I noticed an incline that before now was only known to me through pictures of cliff diving, or an exaggerated road runner and coyote cartoon....   [tags: Narrative Essay Ski Trip]

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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: Drafts of my Writing

- Failing to mention either the most rewarding or the most distressing aspects of learning to write would be to tell an incomplete story. I have an intimate yet erratic relationship with writing. I am a most ambivalent lover. Stopping to glance at my watch, my fingers still poised above the keyboard, I have smiled, amazed to find that I have been in a state of bliss in which hours have passed without my noticing. I have also flushed and sweated as I stared at my computer screen, reading my own text over and over again, vainly trying to anticipate the criticism I correctly supposed would come....   [tags: Narrative Essay Writing English]

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Personal Narrative: How Society Shaped Me

- Personal Narrative: How Society Shaped Me What is society and how did it help shape me into the person I am today. First, society is the state of living in organized groups of people. These organized groups of people are the ones that made me who I am today and will continue to shape me, as I grow older. My version of society is white middle class people who grow up going to catholic schools. These white middle class people are only associated with other white middle class people, and very seldom venture out of this little society....   [tags: Social Group Neighborhood Narrative Papers]

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Personal Narrative: My Hero

- Dr. D is a cardiothoracic surgeon. He was my hero. He may well still be, even though he is a throw-back to the days when I was more concerned about science than symbolism. They say in the Chinese proverbs that "if you don't change direction you will end up where you are going." I have come to believe that this is true, and that most of the time we didn't want to go where we were headed anyway. New paths that come to fruition, "digressions" that become the assertions you are trying to make, aren't really digressions at all....   [tags: Narrative Essay Hero Role Model]

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Nursing: Personal Narrative

- Introduction I started my Nursing career in India and then I came to the United States and became an RN. I entered Nursing with the thinking that Nursing is a profession that will always allow me to have a job and all my patients will get better. However, from my experiences I understood that Nursing is more than just giving medications, and it requires clinical competence, cultural sensitivity, ethics, caring for others, and life-long learning about others and the evolving field of medicine. Florence Nightingale once said: Nursing is an art: and if it is to be made an art, It requires an exclusive devotion as hard a preparation, as any painter’s or sculptor’s work; for what is the having t...   [tags: health, nurses]

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Personal Narrative- Bad Haircut and a Mother’s Lesson

- Personal Narrative- Bad Haircut and a Mother’s Lesson “Listen as your day unfolds. Challenge what the future holds. Try and keep your head up to the sky. Lovers may cause you tears. Go ahead, release your fears. Stand up and be counted. Don't be ashamed to try.” I’m sitting with my knees tucked under my chin, waiting for my mom’s turn to be finished, so I can climb up in the hairdresser’s swiveling chair and have the big apron tied around my neck to get my hair cut. I’m singing the lyrics to my favorite song by Deseree (softly so mom doesn’t yell at me) while looking through the books of hair designs on the chair next to me....   [tags: Personal Perspective Essays]

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Personal Narrative- The Day My Sister Left for College

- Personal Narrative- The Day My Sister Left for College I had woken up extra early that morning to watch it all happen. To watch part of my life that had been ever so dominant disappear in a small gold 96’ Saturn. I watched it carefully, not thinking that these few moments would be our last, but that they would be the last that we were in some way equal. The day that my big sister drove away to college was the day my life changed. For the past 15 years, I had wanted to live and breathe whatever she did....   [tags: Personal Perspective Essays]

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Personal Narrative

- Personal Narrative I was bruised, bitten, and banged up, and I loved it. The weekend had completely made my summer and filled in a part of my personality that I never knew existed. My king salmon fishing trip taught me perseverance, trust, tolerance, and that it is not always the trophy, but instead the journey you take along the way. Every summer that I go back to Michigan, my cousin Lance and I take a fishing trip. This year we were after the big ones, king salmon, running up the Manistee River....   [tags: Essays Papers]

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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 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]

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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]

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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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Personal Narrative - Flying on the Wings of Love

- Flying on the Wings of Love The seat rumbled in the window seat of the plane. I looked out across the wing at the tiny men running frantically around in their orange vests. I started thinking about where I was about to go and my palms started to sweat. "Oh no" I thought to myself as I felt my body tensing. I was getting nervous although I had no clue about how my life was about to change. The plane began to move. We were taking off. With each minute, and each thought, I became more and more anxious....   [tags: Personal Narratives]

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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]

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Personal Narrative - Tae Kwon Do

- Tae Kwon Do Once upon a time, I qualified for the Tae Kwon Do State Championships, to go to the Tae Kwon Do Junior Olympics in Orlando, Florida. It was my second year at the Jr. Olympics, and I was competing in two events. Sparring and forms. Forms has always been my favorite, partly because I was pretty good at doing them. Sparring was okay. I guess. So we get to the arena on the day I had to compete, and I’ve got all these little butterflies and whatnot flittering around in my stomach. Forms came first, and guess what....   [tags: Personal Narratives]

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Personal Narrative - My University Education

- My University Education When I decided to attend State University, I pictured university education as an "Ivory Tower". I thought that I would be able to drown myself in my studies and not be affected by everyday life. Boy was I wrong. I found out in the fall of my freshman year that university education isn't the Ivory Tower that I pictured it to be. I was working 32 hours each week and attending classes full time and therefore, didn't have the time to devote to my studies that I had wanted to....   [tags: Personal Narratives]

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Personal Narrative I am a daydreamer

- I am Just Another Daydreamer I am a dreamer, and am always in deep thought. Everything that goes on in my life and all that goes on around me is played and replayed repeatedly in my head. I think about why things happen, and imagine what might happen in the future. I think about how things could have been and about how things can be. When I was asked where I see myself in three years, immediately an entire scenario played in my head. I imagined myself going to school, living on my own, preparing to own my own boutique, and just being that typical college student....   [tags: Narrative Essay]

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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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The Hill-Personal Narrative

- The Hill-Personal Narrative To a ten-year-old, it was the only reason to live. The only reason to get up in the morning. The only reason to come straight home after getting off the bus. I received this present on the morning of my tenth birthday. I awoke to the sound of my family singing in my room. I can hear them now, "…happy birthday to Betsy…happy birthday to you." I threw a pillow at them and told them to get out. When I finally crawled out of bed, to my surprise, a pink string was tied to my door....   [tags: Papers]

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