Auradon-Personal Narrative

It seems like yesterday when I met Ezrith Wolfe. The first day I met Ezrith was the day before my birthday August 11, 2013. Ezrith and I became best friends very quickly. We liked to do a lot of stuff when we saw each other. Both of us talked about a lot of things that we had in common with each other. Ezrith was my best friend and we did a lot, I just wish that we could have done more together.

“Shut up, Alec. Tessa, this is Alec, my pain in the ass cousin.” I waved as a way of greeting. Talking would just hurt too much right now.

First of all I was in my dark room with the only light being my t.v, I playing Xbox with my friend Skylar, we were playing Rainbow Six Siege a counter terrorism shooter. It was a late on a dark, stormy night, it was bomb objective and only I was left on the team to face five other enemies defusing the bomb and I slowly and stealthy with his silenced pistol picked off about two enemies outside the objective roaming and then pulled out his primary the 416-C Assault Rifle and went in blazing in the objective and his heart was racing he picked off another two enemies and that’s when he began guarding the defuser waiting to find the last enemy. “Can you search cams Skylar?” I asked Skylar.

After checking on dinner Katt calls for KeVonna. the youngest of the girls however she was 9 years older than Kyngston the baby boy. Happy to be called away from her sisters bickering over who helped the most in the house. Knowing She never could seriously argue on her own behalf. "Yeah momma!" she gleamed as she looked at the food being prepared. her large eyes smiling with excitement. under a huge messy bun of curly hair were plump cheeks on a round face helped convey a youthful look of innocence. She was skilled at using it o her advantage as Katt found it difficult to look at her and stay angry. KeVonna having to always say what's on her mind without thinking usually got away with it. actually everyone let her get away with a lot of things.

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

A fisherman, sitting in his boat, distraught by why he hasn’t caught a single fish. He sits there as one, two and three hours pass but not even a nibble. He’s tried all that he can but it seems as if nothing wants to work. He has gone so far past his boiling point that he goes to shore to grab some rocks and he starts throwing them at his bobber, harder and harder as each one goes by, harder and harder as each minute ticks by. That’s when it happens, he finally decides to give up, if only he would have waited though, he could have had the biggest catch in his life.

It was about 9 o’clock when I left my house for Carnival. When I arrived, there were people already drinking, dancing

Over the span of four months, each week I would regularly meet with a former colleague of mine by the name of Terrion Austin. Terrion recently moved from Nebraska to Tennessee, due to his job opening that presented itself that would allow for him to be closer to both him and his wife’s family. Terrion reached out to me over the summer, due to the fact that he was extremely unsure in his faith. He felt that whenever he read the bible he was never felt satisfied once done reading. This frustrated him tremendously. In addition to his frustration, Terrion was often confronted by members from his job that would frequently ask him questions that he did not feel he could answer. Moreover, his inability to answer did not come from a lack of knowing the bible; however, it was quite the opposite. Terrion, like most young Christian, grew up

There was a carnival going on and i didn’t want to miss it plus there would be so many kinds of wine that there would be and that i can drink but with all this coughing i don’t know if i should go or stay here in my house but i had to go because i found this good costume to go with mine personality.I was on my way to the carnival with my costume looking like a jester and it’s going to be funny to see how there faces are going to be. I made it to the carnival and i have drank a lot of wine and now i can feel myself right now there are so many people here and now i having fun i already had 5 cups of wine and there are more to go.i was going to go somewhere when i bumped into someone that i knew it was Montresor what was he doing here i thought

It was nearing the end of the second day, and I was still with Astraia, she wasn’t exceedingly interested in the craft and just wanted to talk so I listened. She told me about her life, a tragedy, one only hears about in the news, but never see. I learned how she lived with her grandmother and had lost her mother due to a heroin overdose. Her grandfather had passed away and her father was never in the picture so it was just her and her grandmother. They lived in a cramped one bedroom house together, but had lost power earlier in the week. I thought she was talking about the storm that had, taken trees, power lines, whatever was standing, down in its wake, but her grandmother told her it wouldn't be coming back on. I was speechless you hear

My parents. Manzanita is a tiny town in Oregon, I’ve been going there since I was four. I have had many memories there, but this is the most memorable.

fuck she was late, again. it was the third day in a row and the teachers were getting angry, acting as if she neglected her own brother because she was late. "frank i gotta go, caleb is waitin' for me at the school." harleen said, setting down the coffee pot. blue eyes looked over the her boss, a short and fat polish man that usually smelt of coffee and cigarettes and managed to make any comment sound rude. she could already hear the bitching she was about to get, late to work and early to leave from her shift too, truly she was surprised she wasn't out of the job yet. "harleen you can't be doing this to me everyday, if it wasn't for lily you would be out of this job. it's simple, work the times you're scheduled and get someone else to pick

First it Anastasia went. Her big skinny foot was, well just that. It was to long it fit into the delicate glass slipper. Now it was time for Drizella. Her foot didn’t have the length problem like Anastasia had but she had a different problem, her feet were too fat. She could barely fit her toe in the shoe. Nevermind her foot. But she wasn't going to give up she was determined to fit her foot in no matter what it took. She went so far that the glass slipper shattered into a million pieces. There was glass everywhere. “That’s not far it shattered before I could get my foot in. “ Drizella whined. The prince knew better. He said his goodbyes ands left. With all the drama I didn’t even realize Ella was nowhere to be found. I had floated up to

THE thousand injuries of Fortunato I bore as I best could, but when the opportunity arose, I sought my revenge. The clamoring he made, both by chain and scream, echoed off the nitre cloaked walls, a tumult of symphonies greatly awaited, and yet I was palpitating with exhilaration. Dull and growing ever smaller, the once vehement torch fought to graze the rugged cobblestone. My inebriate pace quickened, for navigating the gloom was an onerous feat. Fixated on the faint glow of the entrance, the lip of a stone toppled me. Adrift my impaired thoughts and paralyzed by a torrid pain that pulsated through me, I was slow to lift my face from the burning coal of which it had landed upon. The smell of seared flesh permeated through the cavern. I stood,

To survive was the greatest challenge that I’d ever faced in my life. Hello, I’m Harry, and I was subjected to something that I’d never forget, mainly due to my PTSD… So, yeah. Anyway, we’ll get into that later; let’s start at the beginning.