Brian Phillips-Personal Narrative

I remember him saying ‘Racquet back, turn sideways, step in when you hit the ball’ my dad said, I remembered those three fundamentals forever. Hi there, I'm Christine Marie Evert, most people know me as Chris Evert. When I was a child my 4 siblings helped me become who I am today and that's why I'm such a world wide known professional tennis player. But most of all it was my two parents, Jimmy and Colette, that made me who I am today. My parents also taught me how to raise kids of my own, which I had 3 children in fact. You're probably wondering how old I am, well right now I'm 63. I always loved Christmas and my birthday because I got a lot of presents because they were so close to each other as a matter of fact 13 days apart. I started

After walking in on his sub cheating on him with the security guard, Taden McIntire had decided it was time to make a change. He wanted to have a life where he didn’t hate himself at the end of the day like he did working on Wall Street. Reading an advertisement for new entrepreneurs in the small southern town of Cedar Falls, Taden decided to roll the dice and move.

It was a dismal, January day when Jackson Edge first arrived at Lanceton secondary. Right away, everyone knew he was out to start trouble. However, no one knew what his first move was going to be. He always had a look, a look of hatred, that he carried with him wherever he went. He could’ve been upset by the fact that he was at a new school with no friends halfway through the school year. Or, he could’ve been upset for whatever other reason. However, we did know one thing; Jackson Edge was going to grow and make a name for himself at our school, and he will soon go from the depths of the high school food chain, all the way to the top.

The front door chimed at Theron & Son’s Tuxedo Shop as the proud African-American Mr Hayden Lewis was trailed by his aloof muscular college freshman son, Jayden. Jayden’s only sibling, Cassie, was to get married the next morning; he just flown-in for her wedding against his feelings to her soon-to-be husband.

Fade In:​Ext. Castle Fisher - NightWe open on dark night, the air is cold and the full moon is just starting to peak out from behind the clouds. There is a grand castle sitting atop a hill, which overlooks the North Sea. At the base of the hill we see a mob of poor villagers walking toward the castle gates. The countless villagers are illuminated by the glow of their torches, as they are seen carrying an assortment of tools and weapons toward the castle. TITLE CARD: England, 1838Cut To:Int. Castle Hallway - NightKARL is seen dashing down a decadent hallway, the only light comes from the candles surrounding him on either side of the hall. KARL is in a state of terror, as he hops down a flight of stairs and makes his way toward a pair of grand

Meghan, your goddess appearance hypnotized and paralyzed me. The sound of your honey-like voice can break the spell, but also compels me to do your bidding. A long gaze into those hazel-green eyes reveals the future and our past lives together. Your body's like silk. It's soft and smooth when you touch me. Whether you are holding me or when I'm nestling on your lap or breast, I feel secure, loved, also like I'm your baby. When we cuddle in your bed or elsewhere, I feel like a man protecting my woman. With you in my arms and right hand caressing your belly, as if our child in there. No matter if your hair is in a ponytail, bun, brushed, braided, wild/in a mess, if you are [literally] having a bad hair day, or do not feel sexy, you'll always

Many people have a favorite family member, one that they always spend more time with or that they are just happy to be around. Most of the time the favorite family member is a lot older, but for me, my favorite family member arrived only eighteen months ago. My one and only nephew, Braxton! The photo I chose is a simple picture of Braxton and me when I was still a senior at Georgiana high school, which would have been taken in December of last year. Braxton was exactly eight months old at the time and was just as happy as ever! He has always seen my room as his safe haven and since he had just started crawling no more than a month before this picture was taken, he would often crawl to my bedroom and sit on my shag rug in the corner of my room.

Every time I go to a concert, I experience a feeling which is almost indescribable, as if no other moment matters and the musician is playing to me alone as they capture all of my emotions in one set. When i went to see The 1975 recently, this was exactly the feeling I was exposed to. Even as The 1975 progressively get a larger and larger following, you still get the feeling of seeing a small garage band. Although they have the feel of a smaller band, the setup of the stage and the aesthetics of the show will completely amaze anybody who sees them. Each song throws you headfirst into a new world, with stunning color schemes complimenting even more stunning lyrics. However, if you're looking for a concert that you can go wild at, this isn't

It was around quarter to midnight, it was so much fog that all you could see was driver’s headlights peeping through the blur. Tamara, a young college student and her toddler Christofer were on their way home from Manhattan. They lived in an urban, over populated Hispanic neighborhood in the South Bronx. Tamara was exhausted as she raised the carriage down the steep, metal, rusty, 40-step subway staircase. She had been up since 6 am to be seated in her 8 am classes at Columbia University after a 2-hour train and dropping Christofer off at the babysitters. Tamara was finally on the ground and she sighed deeply and weeped. She stood 5 foot 1 and weighed 120 pounds. Lifting and pushing the carriage through the busy metropolitan streets of NYC was tiresome. Tamara was famished as she walked

I have started, stopped and come back to this email on numerous occasions over the past few days. So while I could parse my words a thousand different ways, fuck it, I will attempt to be concise which will hopefully translate to clarity. No promises though.

I was in deep shit. I was late to meeting my best friend for lunch. I had to go meet my friend, Calum, so I could meet Cal’s new boyfriend, Michael. I was halfway to the small café, when I saw Calum and what must have been Michael, whom may I say had bright red hair, talking to someone that I didn’t recognise. Then I got closer. That’s when I saw him. Luke Hemmings. A demon. Literally. I’m not saying that because he’s really mean at times or that he was my best friend who became my bully in high school. Oh no. He was a true demon. A sworn enemy of an Angel. Yes, I’m an angel. Well more like a Fallen Angel. I was a guardian angel, sent to Earth to watch over my friends. Well friend. That was Calum. He was the only true friend I had after Luke left. He knows what I am, well was, when I “came back from the dead” and went to Calum’s.

“Uh, Venice Queen, Under The Bridge, and Suck My Kiss.” , I replied shakily as I was nervous.

It saddens me that Daisy, whom I love more than life, lives across the bay from me and I have yet to see her. However, the green light at the end of her dock gives me hope. Hope that one day I will reunite with her and show her all I have done to get her back. The spring of 1922 Nick Carraway moved into the house besides me. It was not until I saw him go to Daisy’s house that I figured out he was her cousin. It was then that I knew it was time to start planning my reunion with my Daisy. I personally invited Nick to a party of mine, just to see if he intermingled with a friend of Daisy’s, Ms. Jordan Barker. When the night came they did indeed interact. About half way though the party I pulled Jordan aside and confessed to her the love I had for Daisy. Telling her how Daisy and I once had been in love, but with her parents disapproving of me because I did not come from wealth

Have you ever meet that one girl who is good at pretty much everything the one who is always the teacher's favorite no matter what. Well that’s me.

“In a minute,” Mark yelled back. Mark and John were best friends and great surfers.