Elo's Aeris-Personal Narrative

On Friday 02/23/18 at 1447 hours I was dispatched to a juvenile problem at 3340

In order to increase my retention I have to review, review, and review again. It also helps to find some way to make a personal or emotional connection to the information. According to my personality type the more something is presented to me repeatedly the better I retain it.

Alan Brito is a friend of mine from childhood. When we were young, he and I, along with a bunch of other kids from my neighborhood, used to play tops, marbles and “twenty-one”. We had a top contest in which those who could spin the top in the air with the string, pull it back and place it on top of the palm of their hand, was the winner. At the risk of sounding pretentious, I was almost always the winner. For that reason, they nicknamed me “Toppy”. Two of my other friends, Gilly and Billy were rivals. They were very good at playing “twenty-one.” They were unbeatable. Every time we played together they beat me. I was always afraid of playing against them, because I was quite sure that by the end of the game, I would be left with no money in my pockets. In time, Gilly and Billy got married and left the country. They moved to Saint Maurice, a small paradisiac island in the Pacific Ocean.

He listens as footsteps approach him and his assailant. Said assailant is knocked back with an outraged cry and Armin chances a look up through his fingers to see Jean shouting in the face of a dark-haired soldier. "Who do you think you are? If I catch you beating on Arlert again, I'll maim your

Salvation came in the form of a silver elven blade, launched into the forehead of Thorin's attacker. Backed against the frozen waterfall's edge, the dwarf king could see that the projectile came from the blond elf, Legolas, Gemma had called him, who battled Azog's spawn on the collapsed tower below. The elven prince had also provided him cover fire as he battled Azog's minions. Thorin caught the elf's eye and gave a sharp nod of appreciation, which was returned. The orc above him staggered slightly, and Thorin barely managed to catch the sword's hilt before the body pitched over the edge. Thorin raised the blade and grinned in recognition. Orcrist felt comfortable and reassuring in his hand.

A few years back I was sailing the open ocean with my leader, Odysseus, and the rest of the crew heading home when Odysseus informed us that we would be taking the long route home. As we grew closer to a strange island, the wind stopped and the water became quiet.

Hopeful Akakios and his father, Aegeus, wheeled their cart through the main road of an unfamiliar, desolate town. As they continued walking by the downtrodden buildings, the archer Teucer, from his towering perch, looked down upon them. Teucer fired a shot from his bow towards the man and his boy – narrowly missing them. Aegeus and Akakios both dove on the ground, bringing their cart down with them – the contents of the cart scattered onto the rough ground. Aegeus, looking up, glimpsed the head of the archer, and tried to protect the boy. Teucer again drew his bow on the man. On this occasion, Apollo guided the archer’s bow, and the archer let fly a swift arrow. The arrow sped through the air and pierced the skin of Aegeus. Down in the dust he fell, clutching his leg.

The teenage boy from earlier, crawled towards her whispering. “Pst, I can help you. If you can hold out his attack with your shield once more, I can stop him from

Come on Corrin think, you can get yourself out of this. All you have to do is out smart him. I say to myself as I keep fighting him then it dawns on me... I have to give in to make him stop. Once Kaden gets what he wants it'll all be over.

Dan and I were sitting on our sofa watching Fullmetal Alchemist. I wasn’t really paying attention, as Dan’s wrist was facing upward and uncovered by the bracelet he usually wears. The name on it was so boring sounding, “Brad Smith.” He’s probably an office worker, with a boring life. Probably lives in an apartment building like ours, but his flat is twice the size of ours.

Today I woke up and it is a lovely day of course. Today I will attend the Gladiatorial games put on by the Emperor Trajan. While I was walking through the town yesterday I noticed a sign telling all about the games and events to be. It stated there are to be beast hunts, sacrifice of criminals, and gladiatorial fights. I am especially looking forward to the beast fighting.

In Book II of the Aeneid Virgil shows Aeneas in the difficult situation of leaving

Sariya turned to him, her shoulders sagging under the weight of her sorrow. “How did they die?” She asked, pulling Aeson’s sword from the case.

“Natsu, I need you to try to do this. We need to do this to protect the world, Fiore, Magnolia, Fairy Tail, Nazahah, and Lucy,” Erza told me and I gulped as I nodded.

How I am like Odesseus is that I dont like to give up i like to try and do what i said i will do. Even though it took him 20 year he got to is wife after everything had happen. Me and him are really simular in will power and not wanting to give up what we want to do no matter what happens. Like now i am trying to lose weight which i have to be more healther. To prevent me from getting heart disease or being diabetic like the rest of my family. Even through heart break and depression and imsomnia i still power though the day.