Addee-Personal Narrative

The night was another quiet one , the morning even more quiet . No more family sit downs at the table , just coffee brewed from whoever wakes up first and help yourself to breakfast. I sat outside the porch with my coffee , first day of October with the fall feeling in the air , I was looking at nothing , I pulled out my cell phone and decided it was time to tell Trever my input on who is doing this. I heard his phone ringing , but it went straight to voice mail , I left a long message explaining everything , hoping this will get him to look into her.

An idea came to me, “Can you please call Cami’s mom and tell her to make sure Cami doesn’t dress up tomorrow, but don’t tell her mom I told you. I don't want anyone to find out that I ruined the plan.” I feel good that I told my mom and the problem was handled, but I should have realized that it doesn’t matter if everyone knew I told

Two friends of mine, that I consider to be the funniest of all my friends, rush to me in full speed. “Ashley did you hear what happened to Skylar?” each of them yell at me in panic. “No, what is going on?” I respond in a joyful tone. “She committed suicide last night.” I giggle, “Yeah, okay. You’re talking about my cousin right?” “Yes, Dezaria, my cousin Skylar’s’ best friend, called Tearra, my best friend, and told her that Skylar hung herself last night.” I laughed this time and walked off. Gosh, it definitely wasn’t April Fool’s Day and I knew like hell my cousin, who everyone thought resembled me, did not committed suicide. Skylar is way too precious, laughs way too much, loves life, and has everything she has ever wanted, including being captain of her cheerleading team. Skylar was always one of those people with a bubbly personality. Humor was here way of making everyone feel better and to get her out of any trouble she was in. Not a day went by that there was not a smile on her face, reaching ear to ear, and a little laughter in her

Ignoring me, he continued, "She broke up up with me because I bought her a simple neclace for her birthday not the diamond bracelet she wanted."

“Anthony were playing carpet hockey there is no reason to get all worked up because you’re losing to James” Kevin explained. “Just resume the game it's 4-1 and were playing to 5 as you both know”

Too many things go through my mind as I stepped down to the street. Those things really get through me, those ducks, those people, they all just phonies, and all I knew is I am alone in this dumb world. Nobody understood me at all, Ackley, Stradlater, and even the old Spencer. Suddenly I wasn't freezing anymore, I was fire among the world.

I left the region between my legs hairy too. He always liked me "primitive", and, honestly, I couldn't be bothered. The last thing I need to be wasting time on is trimming my pubes. Besides, my hard-done-by husband, Ben, doesn't even go down there anymore, never mind a dead ex-boyfriend.

“Hey guys, over here! She’s down!” shouts Micah, one of my friends before he chooses to ignore my cry for

“Oh God!! Please HELP!!! The engine is on my leg!” Kelly heard a panic voice. She starts running towards the voice. I followed after her, the voice grew closer and suddenly Kelly stopped running. “Kelly, what’s wrong?” Kelly froze, her eyes were wide open while I looked at the direction she was staring at , the plane, our plane was right in front of us split in half, just like the Titanic!!! I couldn’t believe my eyes .

I lost count how many times I blinked, just to make sure I wasn’t suffering from caffeine overdose, but after what seemed forever, I finally closed my gaping mouth.

There I was standing in the middle of the Kansas State Fair, looking straight down the aisle of the food court. Take in a nice big whiff and smell all of the aromas of the food that are to the and the right and to the right. The smell of the savory corn dogs mixes with the tangy aroma that comes from the fried pickle. The smell of the wonderful food makes the thought of how sticky and gross the ground under your shoes, just slip out of your mind. Sounds of kids yelling in the carnival mix in with all of the sizzling of grease and oil. Walking down the path and see all of the food other people have in their hands and think to myself, I must have that. My brain just drooling from the sight and smell of all of the fermented food. Food is one of the things I came for so I buy myself an order of fried pickles.

Throughout the course of time I have wandered the earth snatching up and ruining lives. Each and every night I wander on to new locations. On this one particular night, the clouds were darker, the ground seemed dryer, the moon was small almost non-existent. Something was very strange about that night and at the time I was unaware of why. I came to a big city in Eastern Germany when this one girl caught my attention, something was odd about her as many people as I’ve confronted in the time of taking lives I have yet to see a human that truly interested me. The girl was with her family, her mother and small infant brother. I watched as they boarded a very crowded train. The mother looked broken, she seemed as if mentally she was no longer present

Well, that was until Ian realized how unbelievably fucked he was. He thought he could handle it. Turns out, he couldn't.

Staggering from the blow, he swung his staff rapidly in quick defensive movements as he struggled to regain his balance. Seeing his opponent hopping backwards to avoid his wild swings he took a deep breath to steady himself. That breath made him wince as pain lanced through his side, a sure sign that the last strike had penetrated his screen.

Whoosh! The ball flew by David’s head. It bounced off of the third base into the goal. “Score!” called the referee. I looked up at the scoreboard. It was forty five to six. We had six. “Time’s up!” the referee announced. I let my head drop, to the cruel ground, cold and hard. Tears dropped from my eyes onto the field.