Jenna Zarroli Narrative

This way, if you looked at her face all you would see was a beautiful woman with piercing blue eyes and a warming smile.

When I walked into her room the vibe felt like a punch in the face, it was just awful. The vibe was like a thick fog, clouding up the room with pain and sickness, altering reality. With every step into the room I took the room got darker and greyer. When I saw her, I knew that death was coming for her. She had gone from the beautiful green-eyed blonde I knew to a

One day, Abby, Jenna, and their parents were going camping. Early in the morning, their mom ran into their room and yelled that they were late and needed to go right that second. They jumped out of bed and dumped one of their drawers into their suitcase. They closed it, got ready, and ran to the car.

She smiled at the sound of her music. She walked her usual route to school. That normal shrub, that normal tree, that normal building. She sighed at all of the normal things that she passed every day. She just hoped that something else would happen, something exciting. She got the wind knocked out of her as she was pushed out of the way from an unknown force, and an unknown reason. She looked back in time to see that a man had pushed her out of the way as an SUV and a Semi-truck collided with each other. The that stood in front of her was telling her something, but she couldn’t hear anything from the blasting of her headphones. She was too in shock to move, or remove her headphones to hear the man. The police siren sounded off in the distance. She felt the fire

Amelia Reiser is one of my best friends and I have known her since I was four and she was three. The Reisers normally live right outside of Philadelphia, but they have a farmhouse behind my house. We would play together as children, but we grew into our friendship, we were not close for a long time. Amelia was a happy-go-lucky child and was very energetic. I was a more serious child and would rather read a book then run around outside. It took awhile to mature and achieve a balance that both of us were happy with, but by the time I entered middle school we were very close, despite the distance. We would spend summers together usually at the farmhouse and she would also come up for weekends during the year.

My dad had to stay home for work that weekend, so we said our goodbyes and waved as we pulled out of the driveway onto Cermak road. I looked at the GPS and it predicted a 5 hour car drive. I was not excited whatsoever for this because I do not like long car rides, but I knew that I had plenty of homework to do to keep myself busy. My sister put her headphones in and began to take a nap while I took my IPad out and began to work on the Biology project. I sat for about an hour editing and finalizing the video my group had created about the grassland biome. Then, I began to read my English literature circle book, Life of Pi. It began getting dark very quickly. After about a half hour of reading and annotating, I could not even see the pages anymore. I gave up on doing the rest of my homework, so I put my headphones on and turned on my Spotify Daily Mix to listen to the rest of the way there. I watched the landscape change from the oak brown forests in Illinois to endless farmlands in Indiana to the magnificent Lake Erie in Michigan. We took a narrow steel bridge over Lake Erie to get to Grosse Isle, Michigan. Once we crossed the bridge, we continued on the main road until it ran into Maise Court. My mom pulled up into the driveway and my friends, Josie and Allie, were already waiting there to greet us with their new dog

My elementary days were coming to an end. We were graduating soon. I discovered everything I wanted know from Annie. I was actually one of her best friend. Someone who would never betrayed her and sincerely congratulate her on every success. After graduation, she gave me a hug and told me she will miss me. She was the first person to hug me. Sadly, I never saw her

It began with the cyber world of Facebook where a group led me to find my roommate. She was edgy, artistic, a singer, sporting dark hair deeper than the shades of a moonless night and piercings stemming up and down her ear. She was different. Even with our disparity, we shared laughs over our favorite shows and rejoiced on a band we thought no one else knew, it was as if we had known eachother for years. In all this communication we became best friends without ever putting a face to each other for months. I knew her most miniscule details and minute pet peeves. We always joked, we will be roommates forever.

It was 5:00, it’s crazy that we had been walking for hours and it hadn’t even felt like it. As I peered between tall trees, I saw a waterfall way out in the distance, the two of us decided to head that way. It took about five minutes to get to the falls and it was breathtaking. The setting sun floated just above the rocks behind and around the stream of water sloping down the mountain side.So there we stood, on top of the world, in front of a pink and orange sky as the constant sound of water crashing into the lower river filled my ears, I was in awe. Allegedly, Erin felt the same way because neither of us said anything for at least ten minutes. I felt as if I could stay there forever. I pulled out my phone to take a picture of this gorgeous view, but time after time each picture turned out bad and not what the actual scene looked like. I realized at that moment that some things are just too great to take a picture and I think that is the way things are supposed to be. The fresh breeze was back again and it was even colder than earlier . I then realized just how cold I was and checked my watch, it read 5:45, the perfect time to start heading back to the

What brought my friend and I together was having the French language in common, we would practice the language and go to school together. However, she is a year older than me. We both went to the same elementary school and high school but when it came to University we went our separate ways. Barbie Basement from Secrets & Confidences portrayed the friendship between three girls that was created due to the fact that they all

I knew her for less than a year, but in that short time we got to know each other as well as if we had been friends for our entire lives. I met Anna Rondeau* at a private online high school where we were both taking a few courses. With long, sleek, chestnut hair and mischievously twinkling eyes, Anna was one of the most fun-loving girls I knew. Everyone loved her for her blunt honesty, entertaining personality, sharp wit, and charming southern mannerisms. Oddly enough, our best friends shared the same first name and both Anna and I wanted to be the same thing when we grew up. To listen to us banter over both the most serious and trivial of matters, it would have been difficult for someone who didn’t know to guess that we lived over a thousand

Life doesn’t last forever. No matter how much you yearn and pray that it does, it won’t. And that is something that you need to accept. You can’t cling desperately to something that is just out of your reach, for if you let yourself slip into the deep, dark pit of despair then you won’t be able to pull yourself out again. This realization made me stop and think. No longer was I crying for the loss of my best friend, but for the fact that she wasn’t in pain anymore and is in the best place possible. That day will never be lost in memory, nor the pain felt. Her tag still hangs around my neck, and will cease to ever come off again. This was the most irrevocably traumatizing day of my life, but I have learned so much from it. It has shown me the truth of life and death and how to overcome and push through

I Nicole Davidson , The new kid. I just moved into this new neighborhood after my parents divorce. I guess I can't blame them , my dad was a dick head... excuse my language, I meant Bad person.

I remember the weekend we first got Jenna like it was yesterday. I had been begging for a dog for a million years and my mom finally let me get one. Don’t tell Jenna this, but she wasn’t my first pick for a dog. Actually, I never even thought I’d get her.

I sat up and let out a gigantic yawn as I stretched my arms and legs. My body had felt as if I had slept in a box all night and was taking my first step out. I pulled my soft pink blanket up to my chin and wrapped it around me tightly. That was when I heard the scream and, nevertheless, the sound of my name followed. “Haylee. Haylee. Hurry downstairs. It’s Kassi.” I threw my blanket down and let it fall to the floor. I rushed down the stairs and saw my sister in just a Pull-Up, and on her knees crying for help. I pushed everyone to the side so I could grab her. She looked up at me with her big brown eyes, tears rolling down her face. That was when I saw the gash in her right eyebrow. It wasn’t like a tiny scrape you get when you fall, but it looked like she had a hole right above her eye. The