Broke Back Mountain-Personal Narrative

It was late one day in June, and the sky was as blue and clear as sparkling wine. I sat back in my hammock reading the book Unbroken enjoying myself, and my uncle came up and asked me if I wanted to play poker with him, 5$ buy in. I jumped at the idea finished my page and went inside the house. Poker is a pretty big thing in my family and I’ve grown up playing and my uncle was one of the best, so spending time with him playing poker is always one of my favorite things to do. We proceed to set up the table, “Texas Holdem“ he says, Jacks to open”. Nothing weird, so we get the game going and the pots getting pretty big when all of the sudden he drops his cards. I stare the cards dead in the eye and see that i'm going to surpass him! He looks

Me, Ava, Korryn, Ali, Olyvia, Bailey, and Sophie were on the way to valley fair. The loud and crowded car ride was filled with music, laughter and Sophie screaming! We got some drinks and snacks along the way and played pranks on the people that our nanny Bailey went to highschool with. About 2 hours later we were there and waiting in line to get wristbands. When we finally got our wristbands we walked in the gates of Valley Fair.

When I was 13 years old I went to school in Waycross,GA. I went to Waycross Middle School. My school was one of the top schools in Waycross. I was 3rd in my class, and I had all A's and B's.

I always say to my family, “One day we will cross la frontera!” Living in Guadalajara, Mexico was not for the faint of heart. My family didn’t have much money and it was hard watching them sleeping on dirt floors. Mama, Roberto, and Francisco deserved better that what they had. I always imagined us crossing over to the beautiful United States. I knew one day we would cross that border so my family could have a better life.

Everything you would expect in a perfect person. Perfect hair, perfect eyes, and a perfect at everything. That was a guy by the name of Drake.

I agree with you in your response to question three. The situation went on way too long. After the janitor was told not to come by the room and he then did it again, I would have called him in and issued a written reprimand for his personnel file.

I walked to my house soaked, crying, and my nose dripping blood. This is why: When I got on the loud, stinky bus, 2 girls were waiting for me At my seat. After I sat down to do my homework, they distracted me by pouring some water on my head. After that they grabbed my homework and ripped it up into a million pieces.

Cue the opening scene: A young girl sitting too close to the television set staring at a fuzzy VHS copy of Rear Window in a room full of vintage videos tapes and outdated floral wallpaper. The little girl is eight year old me, and the room is my grandparents’ home movie theater. I admit I was slightly romanticized by the grainy picture quality in a way that was indescribable; hypnotic would be the closest description of the unearthly feeling that submersed me.

Last weekend, I was supposed to celebrate my friend Travis’s for his birthday and we are having an airsoft war. But, he was down at nationals in Kentucky shooting archery. My mom messed the date up and it turns out that it is this weekend. We went to Kaschmitters to pick out pigs for the Benton County fair, and I pick out a red pig. In my group, I was the only one that picked out a red pig out of the ten pigs. Then it was time to mow the lawn, which our yard is one acre. The grass was so tall on the mount, the lawnmower plugged and killed. After the lawn was mowed, I was able to bring home my dirt bike, and ride it around for a couple hours. I rode it in our yard, driveway, hay fields, and in the pit. My dirt bike was acting up, I think there

This evening as I was turning onto Farragut from Rowe, I noticed a black newer year Ford Explorer infront of me going slowly up the hill, slow enough that I caught up to it. I then noticed the brake lights on and the vehicle almost coming to a stop, the passenger side window rolls down and the driver throws two cans out of the window into someones lawn. The driver then passes Schley and throws another can out of the window, at that time I get in the turn lane and get next to the driver. We both then turn right onto Ludlow. At that time I'm pretty sure the guy knew why I was there, he then turns left slowly on to Gibson. While on Gibson he pulls over and I pull next to him, I get out and he rolls his window down and I then ask him if he plans

Tom spins his famous web of stories and ends with a memorable finale that consists of Aunt Sally and Silas “finding out” that he isn’t really a stranger at all; he is Sid Sawyer, although we all know that is a tall tale.

"He was quick and alert in the things of life, but only in the things, and not in the significances."

In my life there are a couple of things I wish I could get back. The first is my best friend Erik he moved to a different state after 4th grade and I never saw him after he didn’t even tell me he was moving. I talked to him the day before summer vacation then never seen or talked to him again. Another thing I wish I could get back is my friend that lived down the street, every single day we would go outside with some other kids and then play anything we wanted. We played basketball, baseball, tag, hide and go seek, really anything.

Every year around the middle of February, it’s either raining every single day, or it’s really sunny and chilly with a small breeze. But last February, I woke up in the morning and only had to throw on a sweatshirt to keep me warm before I left my house for the day. Mostly because my whole body was hot from how nervous I was. I walked to the bus stop and boarded on to the 101 and made my way to Discovery Park. I pulled the cord to alert the bus driver that my stop was next and I got off and started walking up a trail. I can see you sitting on a bench looking at the ocean, thank god you haven’t seen me yet. By this time my palms were sweating, I kept thinking about everything that could go wrong. I was really scared you were going to hold my

My heart was thumping heavily, as the bus took a turn towards the mountains. I didn’t know why I had agreed, but it was too late to turn back.