Olivia's Return-Personal Narrative

Jeannette Walls was in a taxi wondering if she had been overdressed for the evening.She was stuck in traffic when she saw her mother Rose 15 feet away. Her mother had tied rags around her shoulder while a black and white terrier mix was beside her. When Rose looked up,

Lena was a waitress in a cocktail bar in South Dakota when she met the Winchesters, Bobby drove them her way and of course underestimated her but listening to her talk fascinated the both of them with her expertise and soon the duo turned trio. It didn't take long for the youngest Winchester to become engulfed with feelings for the girl and she too returned his mutual feelings. Granted she never expected her life to become full on hunting but for Sam, there wasn't anything she wouldn't

As the warm water ran over my body I started to think about her. How beautiful her smile is and how I love it when she just watches me and when I catch her she doesn't try to look away. How soft her skin feels on mine, how amazing her lips feel when she kisses me. She's all I need in my life right now.

"Ugh! I hate school," Ivy complained to Max. "Why? I love improving my knowledge and meeting new people," he replied. "People? Gross. School? Gross," Ivy hissed. Ivy went on to explain that she had trouble with school. Max learned that the strange girl grew up with abusive parents and lived with her grandfather. Being the helpful person he is, Max decided to offer to tutor her and she agreed.

On a sunday of August, the 28th of 2005 a hurricane was coming toward Armani and her family, and friends. Armani Curtis, the protagonist was upset because not all of her friends could come to her birthday party, where she would be turning ten years old. Double Digits!! She was really proud of this. On the morning of Armani’s birthday, after her birthday breakfast her grandma asked if she could talk to Armani’s parents in private. Armani heard through the walls of her house and she heard her grandma say, “Maybe we should cancel the party,,,” Armani, not liking this idea at all, jumps up and runs into the kitchen, and whined, “Please don’t cancel my party!” She was so upset that her grandma who she loved and trusted a lot would suggests such

“God, I miss you so much Kris,” Analeigh Remington whispered softly, standing in front of her twin sister’s headstone. Tears were quickly falling and mascara was running down her pale face as a sob escaped her lips. She didn’t attempt to hide the tears and she definitely didn’t care how she looked. Nothing really mattered. Her sister was dead! She looked up at the sky and shook her head before sitting down on the bright green grass. “I... I just want you back,” Ana cried. The fifteen year old brought her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs and rocking back and forth as gut wrenching sobs escaped. Today was the one day every year that she would break down without fail. Usually. Usually she was able to make it home before

Introduction Susie’s mother opened the door to let Molly, Susie’s babysitter, inside. Ten-month old Susie seemed happy to see Molly. Susie then observed her mother put her jacket on and Susie’s face turned from smiling to sad as she realized that her mother was going out. Molly had sat for Susie

“She was my cat”, Emily exclaimed, ”why did you get rid of her!”.This was said to her father. Her emotions were all over the place, she was sad, disappointed, and most of all mournful. This is Emily Kuhlman, a thirteen year old girl, but in only second grade one of the saddest things had happened to the young Emily.

One Saturday night, 17 year old Nellie Cameron sat at home watching Netflix with her cat Darling. Nellie’s phone started to buzz. When Nellie reached over to grab it, Darling jumped off and pranced away. When Nellie saw that it was her best friend Jacinta Emerson, she paused her show to read the message.

Anzlee is A sixteen year old girl who has skin the color of caramel , with long brown, wavy hair and dark dark browns eyes that fade into her black lifeless pupils. She dreams of looking and being someone she is not, because she doesn't like herself.

I’ve always heard the phrase “we were given two ears, and one mouth”, but it never clicked with me until I was much older and had experienced this first hand.

Lucy used to play with Madeline all the time. Madeline was Lucy’s favorite doll. Madeline had stringy brown hair in pigtails. She wore a pretty pink dress with a bow in her hair. She had big blue eyes and a creepy smile. Whenever she looked at you her eyes followed you. Everyday after school she came home and played with her. Lucy still remembers when her Grandma got it for her for Christmas the year before. 2 days after Christmas Lucy’s Grandma died. Because of that Lucy has always loved her doll and it always meant a lot to her. When her Grandma gave her the doll she gave her very specific rules about it. Her Grandma didn’t seem phased by the rules. She said rules in a way as if she was protecting Lucy. There was 3 rules: no changing Madeleines clothes, no putting her in a drawer, and no throwing Madeline away. Lucy never knew why her Grandma gave her these rules and why they meant so much, but they did. Lucy always made sure to follow these rules, especially since her Grandma was gone now.

I was staying the night at Olivia Miner’s house. She was having a big slumber party. It was about 9:00 and Olivia’s mom Julie came up and said my mom was here to pick me up. I was so confused. I got my stuff all together and

One Thursday afternoon in 1953 Liv Parker walked home from school. She was dragging her heavy backpack behind her with one hand and she had her lunch box in the other. She walked slowly to her home still feeling upset about her day at school. Liv never felt as if

Ava was a 16 year old girl with dark skin and springy hair. She lived in Colebrook, a quaint town in northern New Hampshire. At Colebrook Academy she excelled at study hall - practically failing all of her classes - opting for a more exciting path in life. At home, Ava found herself in a small and dilapidated townhouse. The color faded building had a wobbly and splintered front porch; siding, filthy with mold; shoddy window installment; decaying shingles; a single dormer, with a sagging roof; and a hefty door made of steel, covered with scrapes and dents.