My Consciousness-Personal Narrative

My identity can be defined by moments in my life. Moving to Canada, learning English and going to high school are three major moments in my life. Going through these experiences have changed the person in me and made me more confident, stronger, better in everything.

“Oh, there you are.” My mama said, peering in at me from just outside the room’s archway. “Come on upstairs and pick out which room you want to be yours.”

breath hitching. I tried to push myself up on the wall, only to fall over. Dirt smeared across my face, and

“I guess we will need a bed,” she commented “we can 't expect anything from her.” She mumbled under her breath.

Finally, the pain became too much, I felt like I was going to pass out. I then slowly raised my hand and told Mr. Reynoso that I felt really sick suddenly and had to go home. I used a phone from the office to tell my parents my dilemma and asked to bring me home. They were reluctant at first, but after some convincing, my

Charlie nodded in understanding. “Of course. In the meantime, however, I’m going to need dinner and beds arranged for my people. The large dining room in the hall would be perfect,” Charlie informed him as he looked over her group with distaste.

“I’d let you use my bed, but seeing as you didn’t let me use yours when I stayed with you, it seems only fair.” Kimberly knew he was only saying it in jest and she waved him off. She would sleep on the floor if he made her. The couch was comfortable enough anyway.

I even went fishing and golfing with him several times at home, and we would always have a great time. As all the men stared at me with smirks on my face, my dad told me that I couldn’t go on the trip because I was too young. My cousin, just a year older, staring at me with a satisfied sneer was allowed to go just because he was a boy. I gave my dad an angry and betrayed look as my cousins laughed and taunted me. The rest of the afternoon, I refused to help with dinner and angrily fished by myself.

We headed up to our room. We were all wondering what it would look like. Once Lisa came to the room and opened it, I thought I was living a dream more like a fairy tale. There was like a small little cottage that had two bunk beds and a regular bed. We walked more forward and there were two queen beds.

The man grinned, “Deal. I shall give you a stay in my home with food and water, but under one condition. Do not speak to Hilda. I do not want her to stay pure and I do not trust the likes of you.”

Lena’s eyes fell closed with a sigh. It was Kara’s phone and at this early hour, it was likely Alex. She opened her eyes to see Kara conflicted, not wanting to leave Lena unsatisfied but also unable to completely disregard the ringing. Lena nodded gently and tilted her head toward the sound. Kara gingerly leapt from the bed to answer the call.

As they kept walking in ,there were 2 bedrooms and 1 bathroom. The whole cabin was

The room was nice. It had a living space, a bathroom and two large beds. Eric felt lucky enough to have a room with a window, facing the city. And turns out, he also got the bed by the window

If you continued walking towards the back of the apartment there was a room that was able to fit a queen with a canopy overhang, though he never had the overhang on. There was some space between the bed and the dresser with another TV on top and right next to the TV was the bathroom with the shower on the right, the sink in the middle and the toilet on the left.

“No, I’m not busy. I have to ask if I can come but I’m sure she’ll say yes. I probably have to clean my room first though, so it might be a while.”