Jake Bennett's Home-Personal Narrative

Instinctively, Kate reached into her jacket pocket and read the message on her phone, informing her that her phone had only enough battery life to make one call. Immedialtely, Kate knew who that call would go to, she dialed the numbers praying that they would pick up...

“Lock all the windows,doors,and your room door… Everything!” Ramona reads this text from her father, shook. Ramona arose from her bed thinking why’d he call in such a panic… all the while Dismissing the fact that she has forgotten what he looks like. She wisecracks “How, what, and why should I Listen to you… as if you and mom have actually been here for me!!” “Ramona do as told, then call me! This is no time for fun and games.” The dial tone seems as if it took forever although when she looked at the phone it echoed three seconds. Another bing from her phone comes in “Ramona! Look outside the window… Do you see that , Monster?” Ramona reluctantly answers “Dad

On April 1, 2000, I was placed into a group home because of my behavior at the home. My dad and I didn’t get along. So he sent me to a placed called Bowman House. When I arrived there the first person I met was a lady name Alexander, she begin showing me around the units. Alexander was called the granny of the units. It was two units for the boys and girls. She took me to the boys unit first to look at the units. After I looked at the boys unit she took me to the girls unit. Where I would be staying. I had the chance to bond with Alexander, it wasn’t something I was trying to do it just happen. I had to stay with Alexander until the staff came back from picking the other peers up from school. An hour pass and the peers came back I had to go

Jay's phone rang, and I groaned thinking he was about to leave because his girlfriend had called him. He laughed and answered. It. I then found out it wasn't his girlfriend.

“yeah, yeah,’ smiled Abby. Abby was on her way. She was running a little late but it was okay Caleb would not care. Abby hopped into her black Mustang and headed for Caleb’s house. It was very stormy and hard to see much of the road. Abby drove very carefully. Caleb didn’t live more than fifteen miles away but to get to his house Abby still had to drive on the highway. After about fifteen minutes Marcus headed out in his mom’s car since Abby took the Mustang. The storm was getting worse now he then got a text. It was from Caleb and it said, “Are you guys coming?’ that scared Marcus. Abby should have almost been there. Marcus kept driving and was hoping Abby would make it. He looked down as he got another message but couldn’t open it until he passed the canyon. He drove past the canyon then looked at the text and it was from Caleb again. The text read, “Are you guys okay?’. This time Marcus replied, “Yes, Abby should be there any minute I will be there a little later.” It probably wasn’t the smartest idea for Marcus to be texting but he couldn’t help it he was way worried. Marcus was now driving really fast trying to get to Caleb’s. He would be able to see Abby along the road if she needed help or something. He drove and drove and couldn’t find her. Finally, he got to Caleb’s house. Abby still was not there. Marcus was freaking out. Caleb called him down. Then Marcus’ phone started ringing. “Hello” said Marcus. Caleb could hear Mrs.

"This is disgusting," you mumble under your breath as you serve your surroundings. Your boss had another party and like every time before this it had gotten out of hand. Heading towards the hall closet to gather all your supplies to start the hard day ahead of you, a girl in possibly one of the skimpiest dresses you have ever seen descends the steps in a very wobbly manner. You throw her a tight lip smile over your shoulder, unable to muster anymore than that you start to get to work. As the caretaker for Tyler Seguin home you deal with this sight more Sunday mornings then you would care to admit. Although you knew that your boss was a famous playboy before you had

“I don’t know, but she hadn’t left her house, or answered her door for three days. And the lights remained on the entire time. So, I thought something must be wrong.”

"Maybe, but she doesn't get up until like 10 in the morning. So that means we have to wait seven hours to call her, and two more for her to come drive here." Taylor shrugged her shoulders, "we'd be here a

Jake came out of the car and stood looking at the children, at the house, which was different somehow.

It’s a crisp bitter cold Friday evening, my mom yells from the kitchen “Don’t forget you have a soccer game tomorrow at 10 am! I’ll be taking you over to Skylar’s house!” Skylar is my best friend, we have known each other since I was an infant. My mom and dad got divorced only a few years ago, and she works every weekend so she never gets to see my soccer games. My mom is very robust, and she knows how to stick up for herself, I respect her for that, so I don’t bother her about going to my games.

My family name is the Bennett`s when me and my mother walkin into Walmart or maxway. we always have someone to say hey Bennett family.one day I asked my mom were did I get my last name from . she told me from my grandfather. wen I asked him he said he got his from his mom. Then one day my mom waz on facebook and she showed me another peson name Bennett she thought we was related to them. The only people in my family name Bennett is me m mom my uncle and my grandfather. Then one day on facebook we saw a Bennett sweater I told my dad hre wanted me to get him one. I told him your name is not Bennett he said ok but I got one and so does my mother and my uncle. When we all went on a family trip. We all had a good time we went to flordia and we

Darting her eyes at him taking the mug and setting it down on the blue coffee table right in front of them. “Well let’s see, my best friend died last week, I lost my job a few days ago and everyone keeps watching me making sure I’m fine. I’m doing fantastic.” Hannah said throwing her arms up in the air and rolling her eyes, not amused with Jake at all.

Lena called me for the first time at 12:41 am 5/10. I missed her first call and called her back but it went straight to VM so I sent her a text message asking her if everything was ok, she called me back and told me that she had spoken to Matt Proctor because the on call troubleshooter asked her to open the breaker and she noticed that the circuit she was trying to open said LOCKOUT at the bottom of it

“Um, ok? One, you can always take the day off when or if you need to. And second, why’d you say you’ll take a rain check if you’re not interested in her?”

“No,” I plead. “Where did you really come from?” Which she did answer, but said, “Get some rest. You’ve been through a lot. We’ll talk soon.”