My Vocabulary-Personal Narrative

The number one writing issue that I have and is needed to be improved is to use proper vocabulary to illustrate my feelings because there were several feedback that state this both by the instructor and writing tutors. For instance, I referred leaving comfort zone as “experiencing magical power of unknown” and the instructor stated that these words don’t go well together even though she gets what I

Looking into my own eyes with happiness and wearing my new teal sports bra and boasting my flat stomach, I click the camera button on my smart phone in my right hand. Today is July 19. I started this on July 19 of last year and have come a hall of a long way at least I think. When I look at the pictures side by side, I can’t believe it’s only 40 pounds different. The stress and self-loathing I have lost had to have weighed way more than 40 pounds.

It felt like Christmas morning. In June. Ripping open the package, I couldn’t remember ever being more excited. I finally had it. The Apex 37. The newest, nicest, cleanest looking longboard to be released, and I was lucky enough to have it. I tore open that box as fast as I could, ripped the plastic off, and there it was. The most beautiful slab of wood I had ever seen. A clean strip of carbon fibre traced the center length of the board from tail to tail with the detailed “Original” logo placed perfectly in the middle. The crisp metallic trucks glistened on either side, and connected to them, the bright purple wheels, freshly ground for the perfect, buttery finish. My heart filled, and my passion fueled. I will never forget the feeling of standing

It all started on January 1st, 1735. The day when I, was born. I woke up to my mother waking me up for school. I instantly dressed and made my way towards the school. When I arrived I went to my first class. After my class ended it was lunch time. My mom packed me my favorite food as usual and I swallowed it all like a pill. After lunch we had recess. I loved to climb the monkey bars like a monkey. After recess school ended and it was time to go home. After the long walk I finally arrived at my house. I did my homework and I ate a delicious dinner with my family. After that I would read a book in bed while my eyes slowly shut. That was my everyday life. Little did I know that soon my life would change. I will soon to be known as a Midnight

I watched as a henchman began to rope Gemma to a wooden chair. My eyes drifted downwards, and I noticed a large pentagram-like symbol beneath Gemma's seat. Gemma sat paralyzed with fear. Just then, her eyes darted to the side, her head moving with it. She repeated the action, then her gaze dropped to the ground, and up again. What was she doing, was she trying to convey a message? The old man didn’t seem to notice, however, busy conversing with the red cloaks in a hushed whisper. I surveyed the floor, was Gemma trying to point to something? Gemma bit the inside of her lip then tilted her jaw.

I met Coleton at the Samwell Restaurant and bar, a small, intimate restaurant a few blocks from the court house.

With much haste, Beth began the sentence, correctly reading The, a sight word that is clearly recognizable to my student. This shows me that Beth has mastered a few sight words. As if gaining confidence with the first word, she quickly continues reading The dad bear….This is a big whoops. Beth recognized the last two letters in the word bad, however the initial letter made an unfamiliar word to my student. Thus she replaced the initial letter with a d, creating a sight word she was more familiar with, dad. I’m assuming that my student read bear correctly because of the illustration and sight word knowledge.

My passion for gaming started when I got my first gaming device on my birthday. When I was turned 4, I got a brand new Nintendo DS, and I was fascinated by it. I went to Cheesecake Factory expecting to get something like money or something very cheap but instead I got a DS. I was very happy because I have wanted a DS for so long and I finally got one. I was so excited to go home and play it so I wanted to leave early but we had to stay until everyone left. When I was in kindergarten, I got a WII and I played many different games like Mario Kart, Super Smash Bros, and FIFA 09. I played the WII almost everyday because I liked it so much. When I upgraded and got the PS3 when I was in 2nd grade and I played it so much. I

I had never felt so relieved once I was outside of that house. It almost felt as good as the Saturday the week of my high school graduation. The feeling of some great weight being lifted off my shoulders when I sat in my seat on the bus on my way out of my home state to college was so overwhelming that I had cried. Some of those on the bus spoke soothing words to me, but for the wrong reason. I wasn't crying because I was leaving home, I was crying because I was happy to be able to escape and unbelievable horrendous daily existence. My nightmare had finally come to an end, so I had believed.

On last Friday, I went to Millennium Park at 7:30 P.M. to see the lyric opera to enjoy Friday night with my girlfriend. As Professor told us, I brought wines, glasses, and a blanket to seat down on the park. I arrived there at 7'o clock. I could see a lot of people crowded in that area; some people brought their tea table, chairs, foods, and wines. While I was surprised on what I saw, I tired to find our seats to see the amazing opera that thrilled me over the weekend.

Well the dream first started out with a bit of a background information scene. I, my mother, my sister, and another guy was in the spare room of my house. My mom was s I sewing or seaming a coat that had army camo on it, it was my crush’s coat. My mom and my sister couldn’t understand how to pronounce the name on the breast pocket. I kept telling them how to say it but the just wouldn’t listen. They turned to the only male in the room and asked him, he told them that I was right. I turned to him and thanked him, he nodded his head. In my mother’s closet sorting clothes and I saw two jackets hanging up in, what was to me, a pool of golden light. One was a heavy winter coat that was army camouflage, I automatically recognized it as the coat my

I came to live in America with the lack of English’s knowledge, and I did not understand any vocabularies or grammars. Then, I started to learn English by asking people around me. I loved to ask my professors, friends, and my husband about the meaning of new words or phrases that I did not understand. After that, I realized that the more I asked questions, the more new vocabularies I would have.

I deleted several reoccurring/unnecessary words. I changed the beginning of sentence 7 from “A person” to “One”, because I already started sentence 5 with the same two words. I changed the repeating word “fall” in sentences 5 and 10 to “trips” and “tumble” respectively. I removed the words “usually”, “to be”, and “also” from throughout the paragraph. These words were unnecessary.

I heard them fighting every night, endless and endless rage at each other. I just hid in my room and pretended it wasn’t happening in my world. Hiding was the only way to escape the fear I felt every night. Once I said “Dad, why do you and Mom yell at each other?” He replied with “go to your room and don’t ask that again.” A seven year old couldn’t understand this and needed help but with no way to learn all I could do was watch as their marriage fell crumbling to the ground.

Have you ever had an event in your life that just opens your eyes to reality? I have, it was fall of 2011 when I realized that anything or anyone can be taken away from you at any second. In this case I learned this without losing someone or something special. My brother and I were involved in a car accident on our way home from one of my volleyball games. Just having a casual conversation and I look in front of me and screamed, it all happened so fast.