Agent Dominic-Personal Narrative

THE LINE BETWEEN DISGUSHING the sober from the drunk is blurred. giggles pierce her ears, instead of the HEAVY music, but she lets herself drown out the mere voices with hennessy. and what a friend hennesy had been to her. hennesy, was one of her truest companions through all her MAJOR milestones of her life. but tonight she wanted something different, to befriend someone new — jack, jack daniels. who other than a new friend to keep her company in this toxic wasteland intertwine of intoxicated strung out souls. except there’s a tiny problem that alludes to her in the back of her mind. she’s broke. using the term broke with such light ease would be an EXAGGERATION on her part. she had money, but not enough to satisfy her current craving. her

“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”

Mark Depsey III is the president of the country club social committee, making him and his wife ranked at the top of the socialite hierarchy.

Ian ran upstairs to take a five minute shower, and quickly dressed in a blue and black plaid shirt with some khaki shorts. He attempted to fix his hair, it was a little damp, but there wasn't time to properly dry it, so it was fine.

At some point today, I need to retrieve from your truck the e-collar we used Friday in order for me to recharge it. When would it be a good time for me to pick it up?

I realised, avoiding Dask had upset him, more than he was letting on. I felt terrible about it. I'd thought I was the only one upset and he was too caught up in Clara to notice me missing from his life.

When thinking about the neighborhood, school has to come to mind. Mr. Ellis, my third grade teacher, prided himself on educating students. No matter the problem Mr. Ellis would try to help in any way possible, which without a doubt makes Mr. Ellis my favorite teacher. An example of the undying devotion Mr. Ellis shows Other than Everett, the Capital Area Career Center was one of the best schools around Ingham. Understudies could pick any class that fit their field of study. As the understudies work through their class they can acquire school credits which can trade to Lansing Community college or Davenport just to give a couple of cases. Assignments sanctioned us to learn the required information while being able to work at our own particular

The plastic chairs worn from from use. The chorus of of coughs and wheezes. The smell of antiseptic didn’t cover up the years of pain and suffering in the hospital. All my legs wanted to do was run. I could see the pain behind her eyes, she wasn’t the same Abby I knew. The Abby I knew was happy and brought a smile to my face. The nurse had told me not to cry or burst out or yell, so my only option was to run. I backed away. I could see the pain in her eyes grew with each step I took back. Then I began to run. I didn’t look away quick enough to see one single tear running down her

Mark has a sister named Ann who is six years old. Antonio is a faster runner, strong student and won Best Athlete award. Marci bought a new car her old car cost to much to repair, but her new car is smaller than her old car. The dog chased a cow. You can have cake or pie. Do pushups until I tell you to stop. There are a lot of people. That is an orange. I am better than you. I was in the office as if II were in trouble.

On a Sunday morning in Green Township, I was going quading with my friend Tanner. I woke up and had breakfast. After breakfast, I took a shower then I waited for them to show up. Sure enough Tanner came with the quads on the back of the truck all ready to be used. I got in the car and Tanner was silent. His dad was talking to me about football It was a nice conversation that felt like it went on and on and on until we finally got the farm. It was a chilly day, so we grabbed a sweatshirt and gloves from the back of the truck. I jumped out of the truck and felt the dirt against my feet. the cold breeze hit me, I inhaled a stench that was farm-like, the smell of animal poop mixed with sweaty people. I heard the cows mooing and the pigs oinking

It may be hard to believe, but I wasn’t always this bald and beautiful. I, like many other young men, was a victim of a vicious receding hairline. Me being so young, I fell victim to a plethora of cruel jokes, I mean let’s face it, not many sixteen-year-old girls swoon over a young boy with the hairline like their fathers. I was constantly ragged on by family, friends, strangers, and anyone else with a working pair of eyes. Thus, I grew to be very self-conscious about my hairline, or lack thereof. Then that all changed one day with a mirror and a razor. Looking back at it, I can’t help but laugh and smile when I think about the days when all I wanted was a full head of hair.

Standing there, I was almost having an anxiety attack. I wasn’t sure if it was a sign of excitement or if it was a sign that I wasn’t ready for all of this. However, as soon as she walked down the aisle, I was almost speechless. All I could think about was how beautiful Mary was. It was almost impossible to think that she would become a part of my family. Although before I knew it, we were now married to each other. It almost felt like in a blink of an eye when we had finished our vows, went on our honeymoon, and moved into together as Mary and Patrick Maloney. It was exciting to start a new chapter together, but I was nervous for what was to come ahead.

The ball went high into the air, it was a spectacular throw, this was the serve Anthony needed at tomorrow’s tournament. Anthony’s eyes widened, this serve was going to be amazing. He moved his racket hand to the ball, a few inches away from making contact…

It has always been apparent that Dalton, my friend of five years, is towering in height; however nothing brings this to attention more then walking with him. Normally when Dalton and I hangout his height is not so notable, this is because of how he sits. All 6'5 of his height is compressed as his willowy frame hunches and folds itself into his couch. This was not a lazy day though, and our height difference is on full display as we walked the streets of Cocoa Village together. This stroll was meant simply as a leisurely one but has quickly become brisk as I try to keep up with Dalton. Every stride of his pale lengthy legs is two or three steps for my stout limbs. I am not the only one to notice this however, as my straw haired friend stops

It was a bright and sunny day in the big city of, Big City. Everyone in the city was full of joy and was very exuberant and upbeat. Dan was out and about like he normally was, he always had something to do, but today was different. He realized that he should start his day in the park. Everything was perfect for him he felt like he didn’t have a care in the world. He was seeing everything in a bright and shiny way. He heard the sound of birds chirping all around him. The atmosphere was filled with clean uncut and unpolluted air that felt like it tasted like something that just came from heaven. He felt that he was in heaven everything felt so unique and wonderful that he began to run around and touch everything. Everyone look at him like he