Example Of Personal Narrative

It's a Friday afternoon, I plan to go to Great Wolf Lodge in an hour with my church. I see one of my friends so he says to his mom “ Hey, that's my friend” I said “Crap” So I go inside to sign in to go and see my friends just sitting in a corner on a big sofa. We are listening to music and just talking then a green bus comes.

I have lived in only one location my entire life: Edwardsville, Illinois. A peripheral suburb of St. Louis, it stands as the rare oasis of people in a desert of corn, pinned in its own personal bubble. Due to this blend of time and isolation, I developed a natural familiarity with my hometown. But, throughout my childhood, I longed to break free from the confines of the bubble and venture outward. However, this changed last summer, as I walked through Richards Brickyard, our family heirloom, that my great-grandfather, Benjamin Richards, founded over 120 years ago. I felt these childlike sentiments slip away. The bubble that had surrounded me for so long began to vanish, and the picture that it had been obscuring was slowly revealed.

I am not one of those individuals who realized that a career in the legal field would be their lifelong dream from the age of six or even twelve, or to be honest, after graduating high school. I have been aimless for a majority of my life, and it shows. I chose to major in biotechnology, then after a few semesters, decided to double major in literature. I then went on to become president of an academic society focused on International studies. It was not until I took the course Law and Business in my Sophomore year with Professor Jisoo Lee that I believed I could be nothing else but a lawyer. I was enthralled by what others found tedious and boring, spending every available minute reading case files and figuring out ways to, as my professor

Throughout my high school career I focused on law. Law was not my passion but with a family full of lawyers it is what I

My schooling began in Cali, Colombia. At the age of two, my mother matriculated me at local nursery because she worked in the daytime. When I was four, my mother enrolled me in a non-religious private pre-school. The school was known for having a strong program in math and literacy. In my country, education is mandatory until middle school. My homeland uses an alphabet and similar to English it goes from left to right. In pre-school, I remember singing the national anthem every morning. I would stand up alongside of many other students and with our hand across our chest we would sing the entire national anthem. I also remember doing a lot of hands-on activities like counting the elements of each set and making a line to the corresponding number

A warm bead of sweat rolled down my brow in such a slow manner I thought that I had received a cut on my head and I was bleeding from whacking my head on the door panel when I exited out of the cruiser. I wiped it away as I leaned back against the hood of the car, sweating up a storm in the white polo that was supposed to be a uniform.

From a very young age, I have pursued a career in the law field. As my mother worked as secretary for a lawyer, I began to take more and more interest in his work. He was very open to sharing his work with me and encouraged me to read up on the career. I have absolutely loved it ever since. To this day, I continue to push myself to attain my dream of becoming a lawyer.

That was a lot of money, and I didnt want to let Tony down so I got in the car and started to drive. As I drove the road was empty. I had confidence I was not going o get caught. It was a slightly wormer day out witch might have been because the sun was out. I had the windows down and was blaring music just trying to enjoy life when a cop pulls out behind me.

On 18Oct16 at 1111 hrs. I, Deputy Halbasch, was dispatched to 19609 Hwy 226 for a disturbance.

My job at injury was working as an assembler for Volt Information Services, Inc. This job was in the heavy duty range. I had no history of injuries to my right foot prior to my injury. On a typical day I walked and stood for the whole eight hour shift, and was required to lift “nodes” which weighed 18-100 pounds each, about 30 times a day.

On 08-26-2017 at 1908 hours I was dispatched to 1029 South 11th Street in reference to a suicidal subject.

She carries symbolic bracelets and tangled up headphones and torn playbills. She carries crumpled sheet music, a highlighted play script, a rusty gun and holster, an old calculator, worn out journals for writing fragmented lyrics, passionate feelings, unforgotten memories, and so much more. Twice or three times a week she carries packets of law and a lunch that was packed that morning. She carries a water bottle that is always half empty, or much like herself, half full, depending on how you see it. Wyatt carries the priceless shark tooth necklace she gave him, locked away somewhere unknown. Hannah carries the cheap but meaningful books that she gave her, unread but still valued. Her mother carries the candy she gave her, hard but sweet, a reflection of her soul. Something they all carried in common, was that they all carried something that was given; taking turns, they carried pieces of her shattered heart.

I came to learn how important the legal system is to the sustainability of society as it is essential in upholding contracts, human rights, operation of organizations, and most importantly justice. Courses in my undergraduate studies have improved my analytical and critical skills as well as understanding of human institutions and values, but most importantly helped me to further solidify my career choice. I see myself contributing to society with my law degree in the future by upholding justice and therefore contributing to the creation of economically stable, just, and diverse

My visions of attending law school were soon shattered due to the simple fact of money and time. Although arguing is a guilty pleasure of mine I was more interested in the fashion, envisioning playing dress up with famous designers. While my time spent in the apparel industry was vast and knowledgeable I yearned for something more. Having the ability to reflect on my ten year experience gave me the insight to conclude that a career was more important than just having a job.

The main reason why I wanted to study Law was the importance it takes in the world. Law builds civilization, protect fundamental rights and protect ideas and inventions through patenting. Anyone can defend his or her right through the legal system. Law can bind an agreement to allow an aircraft to fly from country A to country B. Law is continuously relevant in many context including banking, construction, sports, land, media, commerical, human rights etc. And this excites me more, as it is very broad and in my perspective not going to be repetitive or dull.