Personal Experience : Personal Narrative

Put the gun down! Put the gun down! Pow Pow Pow. The gun shots cracked into the air as loud as thunder. One after another. We live day by day not knowing our end. In the blink of an eye our lives can be changed forever. Its life, yet even in knowing this we never expect tragedy to find us. We never expect it to affect our lives and the people we know and love. I’m going to share with you the day tragedy found my life.

On 09/15/2016, I, Chad Agnew, was working as a patrol officer for the Wichita State University Police Department, in Wichita, Sedgwick County, Kansas. At approxiametely 1412 hours I was in a meeting with Cpt. Herl in his office when I heard Officer Faison ask for another officer to his location on the radio. I got up and left Cpt. Herl's office and started running out to a patrol vehicle. I ran to vehicle 11 and got in the driver side. Officer Albert got in the front passenger side. I drove us to the physical plant where I saw Officer Faison talking to an elderly male outside of a vehicle. I exited the patrol vehicle and activated the dashcam. The male that Faison was speaking with was later identified as John Smarsh. He was very antimated and upset that he was involved in an accident. I noticed Sgt. Moyer and Officer Tener were backing up Officer Faison and it seemed to upset Smarsh more that so

Richard held Lexi's sweat-slicked body against his, tenderly kissing and caressing as they both came down from the heights of pleasure. Content to have seemingly satiated her needs as much as she had his, the Hacker possessed not the slightest inkling that her assumption of control stemmed not purely from desire, but because of Karl Williams. A man Richard despised, but who had also recently been allowed the satisfaction of bringing Lexi to orgasm by fucking her with a roughness much more brutal than that she'd denied him. Mustn't that mean, at least in some way, she'd enjoyed it? Despite his love for Alexandra, that question would likely always prey on Richard's mind if the truth ever emerged.

Tears’ streaming down my sweat drenched face like Niagara Falls, numbed by the pain of a million knives stabbing into the upper back part of my leg, I had discovered I pulled my hamstring. “Lower limbs [being] accounted for 50% of all sports injuries”(Dhillion) it didn’t come as a surprise to the trainer. Unable to move, I was shocked by the pain and situation I had just been put in. My entire wrestling career flashed before my eyes as I took a big gulp and climbed on my teammates back to head to the trainers office. This all happened three days before my district wrestling tournament. I was seeded second, expected to win against my opponent, until the odds weren’t in my favor anymore. I could hear my coaches’ voice moments before I got

We have learned about a lot of material this semester, from babies, to parents, to aggression. Everything we have learned about this semester has been in a domain, either physical, cognitive or social-emotional. I quickly realized that each domain is somehow connected. All the material we learned about in class may not be directly related to each other, however, a topic from one domain likely has an impact on a topic from another. I have had a lot of awesome experiences at Tampa General Hospital throughout this semester and was able to connect material from class to real life situations. In the end, I figured out that many of the experiences I had all had some type of connection to this course.

Mom took me by my hand and led me outside and I found all of my luggage outside my suitcase and backpack.

ve been walking for what seemed like days, but has only been hours my group was slaughtered my best friend and brother both are gone. There was noises in the woods around me but i didn't care that was till I was surrounded.

Over the course of the year, I received many writing assignments. Some assignments were relatively easy, while others challenged me. I learned a few lessons along the way, and I also enjoyed completing some of the pieces. Looking back on the year, and seeing my assignments graded on the Sage Day Holistic Writing Rubric, it is clear that this year was significant for me in terms of my writing.

I struggled to identify a personal experience that impact my life as the topic for this paper. After days of thought about the assignment, I sat down to write, but I ended up staring at a blank computer screen for a long time. I thought to myself, I am struggling. This thought prompted me to think of all the times that I had struggled in my life. I remembered struggling in basketball, school, and everyday life. As I thought about them, I realized that I got through them and benefitted from the experiences. Pushing myself to my limits, looking for ways to get better, and refusing to quit had produced some good results in my life. People tend to associate struggling as a bad thing because it is a difficult experience usually filled with frustration. That can be true, but it can also lead to positive changes in life. I wanted to show how struggling with something can have positive results.

That weekend me and my friends were off having a blast in Minneapolis partying, drinking soda and eating pizza and snacks. I left minneapolis to go to my dad 's house and I drank more soda and played on my computer until ten when I went to bed.

I turn the shiny metal handle on the door that leads to Sally’s dorm room. I open the heavy mahogany door, and start to nervously whisper, “Hey, Sal? Are you okay because I… ” then I see it. I stop moving. I see her hands covered in crimson. I see the rip in her jeans. I see the scissors lying on the floor next to her. I feel sick.

Being a 15 year old kid in the tiny town of Walcott, Iowa, there isn’t very much adventure. The inability to drive, combined with the very few activities available in Walcott, creates a recipe for a teenager striving to find some form of independence. For me, this freeing feeling came through my trips to the town library over the summer.

The night before I thought about just saying I went to a meeting and watching one on Youtube. This idea gave me more anxiety than actually going. I set my alarm for 6am to make it to the 7am-8am meeting at Narragansett Town Beach. My friend was over the night before and he also grew up in Narragansett and lived here for 30 years as well. He gave me worst anxiety, talking about I am going to see all the “townies”, teachers and neighbors. This made me extremely nervous, but it is the only time I can get to a meeting this week that 10 mins down the street.

Ms. Janine looked down at Laces and sucked her teeth. “Get this here front room cleaned up. Yo’ momma is supposed to be stopping by today.” Laces almost jumped to the ceiling when her grandmother stopped her, “Now look, don’t get too damn excited you know how yo’ momma is.” Laces

When I was younger and hanging out with my friends, I now realize that we didn’t have the best experiences. I feel as if I was always the one to get hurt out of the family although I have never broken any bones. I’ve done some crazy things and stupid stuff, but I’ve learned from it and gotten better about knowing what to do and how not to hurt myself. Overall for being fifteen, I have been through a lot of “injuries.”