Fall-Personal Narrative

As the Frost Festival finally drew to a close, the excitement of the frost fae, both royal and non-royal, began to wane as the festivities and parties died down, and the frosty multicolored flags of the various frost fae Clans were taken down and folded neatly for storage until the next Festival. I’d been working as a Frost Guardian for over twelve hours protecting the princess of the Snowflake clan, and, even though I thought that I was going to be beyond exhausted and more than ready for bed, I still felt strangely wide awake and even a little buzzed with adrenaline, like I’d gotten energy from the remnants of the festivities that had happened around me and the fact that I was finally training in the real world as a Guardian.

Monday morning Maddie woke up a little after six thirty. It was clear to her that she would be late but she didn't really care. There was so much going on. She spent most of her shower wondering what was going on with Elijah and his siblings. Quickly, she got dressed in a white blouse that had opened shoulders, skinny jeans and her white converse shoes. She got her stuff before leaving the house quickly. By the time she was driving away from Starbucks, first period had begun but she didn't really care.

Legends of the Fall is an excellent story of brotherhood, loss, and life. Originally Legends of the Fall was a story written by Jim Harrison, but later was adapted into a film. The story tells of three brothers named: Alfred, Tristan, and Samuel, who lived their lives on a plantation in Montana and then decided to go to war once the youngest brother was of age. Samuel, the youngest brother seemed to be favored by the family; and the older brothers only want to go to war to protect him. Eventually tragedy strikes and young Samuel is killed by machine guns due to his blindness from mustard gas. Tristan (the middle brother) took Samuel’s death especially hard and many other characters thought he had become completely mad. Once Tristan and

The night before my APFT last fall while staying in Army lodging in kind, I woke up almost hourly from the nightmares, unable to breath and feeling as if CPT Hockenberry were choking me again either with his hands or restraining me and guillotine choking me with my kitchen knife. I had a panic attack and began crying in the middle of our office Halloween party when I saw DCPT Hockenberrry’s picture on the center of the ad law department door as part of the holiday decorations. Just seeing dark-haired soldiers with cpt hockenberry’s build on post makes me extremely fearful and anxious to this day. Intrusive thoughts about the violent assaults constantly interrupt my focus. While driving home from Oklahoma City during a thunderstorm, I became

After an eight hour drive we finally made it to Yosemite National Park. We were minutes away from starting our camping adventure and none of us could hold in our excitement. As we pulled into the parking lot we instantly noticed that the whole place was completely abandoned. We were puzzled as to why the park was closed. Annabelle was the first one to break the silence. She turned to Wyatt and said, “there is no way in hell that I’m leaving this place without going camping.” The furious look on her face made us realize that she would be impossible to reason with. Wyatt tried explaining to her that it might not be safe to camp at a deserted park but she grabbed her backpack and marched over to the fence. She promptly threw her gear over the fence

Going into the fall 2014 semester, my family was not in a good place financially, and I was not mentally. Our income had been reduced, meaning I had to step up to help my family. This caused my already weakened mental state to become even more strained and took a toll on me physically. I was not able to concentrate on anything at school, work, and home, it was almost in a blur. When I resigned from the fall 2014 semester, I knew it was something that was needed to make sure I stayed healthy, mentally and physically. Two years went by and I found myself in a better place. Going into the fall 2016 semester, I found the perfect balance between studying, work, and home life. In the end I exceeded all the expectations I had set for myself in every

Tuesday, March 6th, 2018 at approximately 4:30 p.m., I Detective L. Donegain was contacted by Sergeant P. Orellano in-reference to a possible overdose at 415 Tradewinds Drive apartment B, Fayetteville, North Carolina 28304. I was advised Patrol Officers were on scene and standing by.

In Amicalola falls, me and my cousin Tamara were hiking on the trail. I turned to Tamara and said,

An experience that has influenced my work and academic goals has been my family. My wife and I have one son, who departed for college this past weekend. His departure was a very emotional event for us because we did just about everything together (hockey, trips, etc). Four years ago, we brought in four siblings under foster care, which is the main topic for this essay. Four years ago, my wife and I were hoping to adopt one child and we were hoping to find a girl that needed what is commonly called a “forever home”. This process was extremely difficult as the system is not easy to navigate (I could be more blunt with this description but I won’t here). After many trials and tribulations with the foster/adoption system in Alaska, I had resigned

One night I was riding in the car with my cousin to the store.While he’s driving to the store he was speeding down the road. While he was speeding down the road a deer jumped out into the road in front of the car. We tried to dodge the deer, but instead ended up hitting the deer and a ditch. We ended up flipping our whole car into the ditch with the deer. I somehow ended up in the back seat , because I was being stupid enough to ride with him and not wear a seatbelt. But anyways I went to the back seat and just broke his leg and hip. The wreck had my cousin unconscious, so I reached into my pocket and grabbed my phone to call my cousin’s mom. She quickly rushed to where we had the wreck. She pulled

Since Holly’s commitment to climb Mount Adams, she has hiked the Meadowdale Beach trail a time or two, and commenced in a solo jaunt up to Goose Rock near Deception Pass. She made the choice to hike Wallace Falls as our first initial training hike together. Coincidentally, Wallace Falls happened to be my first initial training hike with Tim Hensley back in March of 2011 when training for my first summit climb, Mount Baker.

It was 5 am. My grandpa and I woke everyone up so we can get ready so we can go out and get set.We all got dressed we grabed our gun and seat then we started to walk to the stands. We walked for about 30 minutes to get to our stands. First my anut got to her stand then my uncle split up. My grandpa and I keeped on moving. We walked for 15 mintues to get to our stands. Finally I got to my stand. The steps on the stand was frozen. It was really hard to get uo I slipped the first time and I hit my knee and it really really hurt bad. I got up finally the cold breez touched my face my face got really red like an apple. There were barley any trees in front of my on the sides of me were a lot of trees I couldnt ever see though them. The clear opening

Despite being surrounded by beauty and the amazing scent of my lotion, the trail in the Amicalola Fall was a good idea ,but there where some down sides to this trip. It all started like this we woke up early got dressed and put on my favorite smelling lotion . We started walking on the trail it was so beautiful but the insects where everywhere the worst ones where mosquito and gnats it was infuriating, then I remembered it was my scented lotion. I saw one try and land on me but I slapped it before getting bit and that signaled them, there where insects attacking me from left and right I was helpless the only thing I could do was to scream and I did

In addition something else reason I like fall so much is because deer season starts. Another reason is because country fairs begin in ole country town and you can get a belly full of food and watch a good bull ride at the bull ride.

It was surprisingly cold for an ordinary early November night. He was situated against the back of the street bench. His posture was slouched and uneasy. There was something hidden beneath his arm, unable to be seen due to the obscurity of the night. In the distance he could see her approaching. She too had something beneath her arm. Only the two of them knew what was beneath each others arms. This day, this exact moment had been the singular thing on his mind for the foregoing forty-eight hours.