Harper's Monster-Personal Narrative

The shore near, the scent of home far, but I clung on. The rough bark of the log chafed against my bare chest, and my hands were weary from holding on. I inhaled, praying that my body can push toward the sand, and I felt my strength bitterly rise for a last stand. I heaved my futile body on the dry sea of sand and quietly allowed the light to dance one last time in the sunset of my existence.

"He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster... When you gaze long into the abyss the abyss also gazes into you." ~ Friedrich Nietzsche

Early one morning I was very hungry waterso, I went looking for food. When suddenly I saw something strange above the Waters point so I jumped right into the action and said you go up to the top of the water when it started attacking me with spears and oars obviously I attacked back I mean I was scared and that's when two of the boats sank and most of the humans drowned. But, one of them escaped so i just let

“Oh I see where we took a wrong turn,” Kelley sighed with relief, “We have to take a right and then go straight all the way to that bridge.” They began walking, all relieved that they found a way out of the sticky situation that they were in. “I see our mom,” Will announced as they walked up towards their mom. Finally they reached Kelley and Will’s mom, “Why do you all look so nervous and sweaty?” Their mom questioned. All four of them laughed, “Just a bit nervous from the rides,” Makayla stuttered with an uneasy look on her face. Kelley and Will’s mom just looked at them and replied with, “Alright well it’s about 3 o’clock now, we have about four to five hours left before we need to leave so when it is 6:30 come and meet me back here and then we can leave.” Kelley nodded in agreement and laughed, “Yes ma'am.” Several hours passed by and it was now time for these four crazy teens to get going, “I’m so glad we found that map,” Kristin stated as her and Will walked out the exit gate. “Me too, I don’t know what we would of done without that map,” he whispered

It was just a normal day like any other I was walking down my street and a group of us wanted to go camping, we got all our gear ready and went on, the first night was a little spooky, we were hearing strange sounds in the bushes near our campsite. In the morning we went to go see what was in the bushes nothing but unknown footprints.We were all debating on what the creature was, so the second night came by and then we heard the noise again all but Dave went outside the tents to see what was making that sound, we started shining flashlights until we heard a fast running sound away, all of were spooked out, in the morning we found out that Dave was not in his tent, we all thought he went to the bathroom but for a couple hours he still was not back.(153)

In October monsters arise especially in the night and at Knott's berry farm! Well I've been and I'm going to tell you about my experience. Hope your brave and can listen to every scary detail muhahahaha. Well first my grandma picked me up and brought me to a resturant called claim jumper. Its right next to Knott's. My Aunt showed we ate grandma went home and me and aunt jenny went alone. It was easy we simply walked in no line but we did come early. Stupidly I shoud've already knew it would happen but I wasn't paying attention and right when I walked in someone jumped at me!!! My heart skipped a beat or two I felt relief knowing my aunt was okay. There was a huge crowd waiting to get to ghost town then it opened everyone rushed we followed.

Society contributes to how people treat others with non-normative bodies. Race is a part of the physical features that contributes to how a person is viewed. In the texts The Monster and The Story of My Life, Henry Johnson and Helen Keller faced different treatments from their peers because of their different racial backgrounds. After saving a little boy from a fire that cost him is face, instead of being treated like a hero, he was treated like a monster because of his ethnicity. Helen Keller, on the other hand, was given education and became civilized through the determination of her peers. Society assumes Henry Johnson is mentally incapable of being more than a monster, while society believes in Helen Keller’s ability to overcome her disabilities because their race.

I then felt a breeze past me and I was knocked away from the group, managing to sit up, I look at what had done it. I saw some creature that had a body of a woman and the lower body of a spider. It freaked me out bad. Noct got in front of me, as if shielding me from that creature, he asked me if I could get up, replying to him, he nodded his head and told me to go to where Prompto was at. Getting to my feet, I ran over to where Prompto was.

Of course I have a favorite thing that we have read, can you guess what it is? Well, if you guessed here is the answer, my favorite thing that we have read it "The Monsters are due on Maple Street. It's my favorite because it's amazing twists and it has parts where you foreshadow, it might be wrong or right.All the others just were not as cool as "The Monsters are due on Maple Street, this it just stuck out to me from the rest. Here is why I like The Monsters are due on Maple Street.

I sighed as I laid down my bulky big bag that I had packed the night before. Who knew that Florida could be so HOT. I decided to go for a swim right then and there, was that my mom yelling at me. It was,“Charity Berkheimer, if you do not come down here in five minutes we are leaving without you,”no! They can not leave without me. Where are we going anyway, it did not matter then. I just grabbed my blue one piece and dashed out the door.

Every summer my family goes to a place in Muskegon called, Maranatha. And every summer new memories are created, good and bad. My favorite part of the whole year is going back there at the beginning of summer and staying there for a couple weeks. But as time goes by people change, places change, and you change. Sometimes it makes you stronger, and other times weaker.

Captain Robert Walton: As a failing writer, he sets out on a voyage to the North Pole in hopes of the fame in new scientific discoveries. He rescues the main character, Victor Frankenstein, and record the story as told by Frankenstein.

I'm not exactly sure where to start so I'll start in Poland. That is where the idea of THEsmallGREYMAN has been finalised, but it's not where it started. I have always thought of how great it would be to create a 'character' that everyone can relate to. As a a kid, I always wanted to create a superhero, as a teenager, I wanted to create a game character and now I want to create everything, or at least try to.

A beautiful summer’s day, and I am so excited to see them that I can barely contain myself. They pull up in a large grey car, and when they get out I am surprised at how little I recognize of them, but then again I haven’t seen them sense I was four. After an extended hello they pull me into the back of their car. I see the reminisce of a long car ride in the back seat.

First, the girls were heading to Florida. They wanted to do many things when they got there. They wanted to swim with the Dolphins and go to the beach. Then, Annabeth and Quinn wanted to share their fun time swimming with the dolphins and