I Hate Narrative Essays

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I stared at the blinking cursor, unbelieving at what I had just done. I was indeed done; done with a paper I agonized over for 6 hours. The paper was due in a scant 4 hours and I had all week to do it. The radio had stopped working because my brother got on the Internet and thus cut off my connection. That was the least of my problems working on this paper. I got it done, though. My life changed with one trip of a teacher to the chalkboard and one phrase, narrative essay. God, I hate narrative essays.

My day was going well. I devoured a big breakfast, my brother, for once, got out of the shower quick, and no major assignment was pending. Life was very, very good. Then life began to fall into oblivion. I saw on the board in the
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I was convinced that this was true. Then Katie pinched me and told me to stop babbling. Maybe I dreamed that one up; I have no idea anymore. Mrs. Smith then described the worksheet in detail. We had to come up with a topic sentence, and then three details that support your topic sentence. And to top that all off we had to choose perspective. She showed us the choices in the Writing book, but I was still drawing blanks. If it is a personal narrative essay, what other perspectives could there possibly be other than First person. So I of course chose First Person as the perspective of my paper. Then we had to come up with three sentences that show what perspectives we used. I had not written my paper yet. In fact, I could not decide what topic to use.

The topic of my narrative paper is. These were the words I stared at for almost 30 minutes. The words almost starred back at me, sticking its tongue out at me, daunting me. I had no idea what to write about. Nothing in my life was interesting enough to write about. Mrs. Smith suggested making a time line of my life to find a topic. So I started one on the back of the Narrative Worksheet. I started of course with my birth in 1983, went trough my time in Copperas Cove, Texas, to when I was at space camp, and all the way to now. I kept going on the timeline. Maybe it is my very huge ego that thinks that my life will extend beyond now but I still did not have a
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