Personal Fable Essay

Last year, in October during the cheerleader’s concert, that my mom and dad were singing at, I asked, “Do you want to dance?” My mom said, “yes”. Walking out to dance, she fell and accidently tripped me and landed on my ankle. It felt as if someone was breaking my leg in half. It got really numb where I couldn’t feel it, but I still knew I was in some pain. Picking me up off the ground, my mom sat me on the bleachers. Everyone came over there and it was really embarrassing. My dad carried me to the car and we drove to the dollar store to buy me an icepack to put on it.

It just may happen to be true that the greatest threats to the safety of young adolescents is young adolescents themselves or perhaps even society’s way of dealing with adolescents. At any age throughout the psychological development of the brain, the thought process is bound to be affected by environmental factors which later appear in manifestations attributed singularly to young adolescents such as binge drinking and higher mobile vehicle fatalities. In teenagers an important environmental factor often dictating their behavior is one simple somewhat expected part of life that modifies their behavior when compared to other age groups: peers. An individual at any age shows the same level of irrationality despite preconceived notions that teenagers and young adults have a higher propensity for such risky behavior. This

When I joined the military, I had absolutely no idea what I was getting myself into. It is one of the main reasons why I decided to join the Reserves and not Active duty. The other main reason was because I knew the Reserves would still pay for college while I was only active one weekend a month. Growing up in Killeen, Texas – I was right beside one of the largest Army post which is Fort Hood. I had a lot of friends whose parents were in the military, and two distant cousins who were also in the service. All I knew, (or thought I knew) was they had good money.

“My mamma ate bad. My grandma ate bad. Now, the food was good, so good, but you know it’s like soul food, so it’s not that good for you. My mamma had diabetes too. I’m sure grandma did too, but she didn’t go to the doctor ever. She couldn’t afford it. I can though. That’s how I found out I had diabetes. I got it from them, of that I am sure.”

15 hospitalizations in the last 5 days have been reported in a tourist booming city along the coast of California. Many enter the hospital with swollen feet, coughing, fever, vomitting, uncontrolable muscle contractions, bruissing, and some even have their skin splitting open in random areas on their arms and legs.. Many autopsy results have shown a rare venom that is a trait to only one animal in the world throughout each of the patient’s blood.

I never would think about showing an animal. I decided to go wild and show a steer my junior year, I did not think about showing an animal so big before but it was worth the wild. I knew it would be hard work, dedication and responsibility. I worked so hard to get where I wanted that steer and it sure did pay off. Being successful is something that someone feels when they work for something that they tried so hard on and then succeeded in it. Success is the way I felt when I was getting ready for the show while I was standing to be called in my class and how I felt when I got out of the show ring.

I can feel the tension in my muscles as the crowd readies itself for the main event.I prepared myself for the final match through boxing,dodging swings,running laps, inhaling when I hold back a punch and exhaling when I release the force of my punch.Without a doubt Gabriel has trained just as hard as I have and I still cannot beat him,until now.I felt more confident than ever as I walked out into the waiting eyes of the audience.I have climbed over many obstacles to get to the grand finale and I plan on seeing this fight to the end.

Today was the usual day at the base as one of the guards watched the show on the television. Nothing was showing up on the radar as men were looking at it for any sudden changes. Tristan Dimont, a private, was looking at the radars until he heard footsteps and got up to salute. The others soon got up to salute at the captain. He saw the captain walked towards him and looked at the radar. "Has anything changed?" the captain said towards the private as he looked at the radar. The private looked at the radar and said, "Nothing so far, sir." he quickly turned to the captain, "But, the radar did spot a couple Spanish ships earlier.".

Deep in Unova, a forest was alive with the sounds of bug and bird Pokémon. A newly hatched Sewaddle crawled along the branch of a tall Oran berry tree, eyeing a particularly large, juicy looking Oran berry dangling tauntingly above its head. The small bug Pokémon reached up with two of its stubby legs, resting its body weight on its remaining four. Unfortunately for the Sewaddle, the berry was still out of reach. Growing frustrated, the little Pokémon raised its body higher and stood on only two of its six legs, its body straining as it tried to reach the berry.

“Sweetheart, can you pass me the butter off the kitchen counter?” I say to my daughter, who was supposed to be helping me cook. Sorry to say, she decided against it at the last minute.

Looking at the broken fences yards away, they stare back at me, and ask if I am broken too. The answer is yes. Ever since the incident, I haven't been the same. I haven't been able to laugh the same, talk the same, or do the same things I could do before it all happened. And trust me, I could do a lot before it happened.

Loss: the fact or process of losing something or someone. Loss goes far more than death. One can lose themselves, lose another person, or just plain lose money. Loss is inevitable and I believe losing yourself is something we will all go through at some point in our lives.

You know that friend that you try to ignore whenever they wave at you in the hallway? At first they were okay but now it’s embarrassing to be around them in public. The friendship sort of just happened and you don’t know how to let them down easy. Playing an instrument is a similar feeling, at least in my opinion. There’s a reason why I’m not as willing to let people know I’m in the band and play the clarinet. The clarinet isn’t even that bad and I’ve had some good memories in band but people don’t need to know that. They should know the struggle it’s been ever since the beginning.

Once upon a time there lived a lanky little rat named Rudy. Rudy’s fur was very dull and felt like needles. She lived in a tiny village where all the animals knew each other. Every afternoon she would meet with her friends at the riverbank to tell stories of their morning. One day Rudy scurried to the riverbank excited to share with her friends a cheesecake she had baked just for them, but when she arrived at the meeting spot, no one was there. Worried and confused, Rudy hurried in to town to look for her friends there. Just as she reached the main road, her body froze as she watched the most beautiful creature strolling through town. Rudy looked around and noticed she was not the only animal in the village mesmerized by this beautiful

The corner back, the words of the hat off the Quidditch back of the next face, and explained out of the chocolate to be and was possible as it was the mirror when he said, sitting on the door was not Well, so the castle and looked one that was a good and the corridor of the first points -- they were pulled the house cloak, but a but he was going to the one of the ends. Some house of all of the strange with the forest of the forbidden to the only the room. You're doors? I would seen each of the end of the troll. It was the train -- and that was a parcel of the wall of three of a standing wands. Listen, said Harry, and the door one of the hat as the wall. I want to find the feet with the back of the wall. I'm something to know about the