Personal Narrative

“It’s adorable! What is it?” She asked, noticing that he was dumping what looked old, but not rotting, mashed potatoes and chicken.

I shit on it.” But the reality was that deep down she was lying to herself. Nevertheless, she missed all of that -- the smells of lamb pörkölt (stewed and flavored with paprika) and stuffed cabbage. And just to have one more taste of sweetened porridge and rice, or those butter-creamed flaky tortes that had once graced her lips, at weddings. She certainly had never learned to cook well enough to prepare those things, with her mother passing away before teaching Ava to cook. There hadn’t been time to learn what village women taught their daughters. Not when her mother had been wracked with pain and worry.

“I can’t remember,” Jane said, looking at the label. “Kate’s got so much stuff. Open it, and have a look.”

The most important game of the year was coming up and I was ready. Everything was going perfect for me, because I was the starting QB as a freshmen at Englert High School. We were playing Joston High School the number 1 team in the nation since 1960, it was going to be a tough game because they had the number 1 ranked defense, but we had the best offense. The day before the game was just a normal day I went to school and had football practice after school. A couple weeks ago one of the other teams that we had played earlier in the year wanted another game so we decided to play them. They had been the hardest team we had played all year, we had only beat them by a last efforts field goal it hardly went in as it bounced in off the crossbar.

Sophia inspected her best friend once-over with her huge eyes. “What are you on and where can I get some?”

Tuesday, March 6th, 2018 at approximately 4:30 p.m., I Detective L. Donegain was contacted by Sergeant P. Orellano in-reference to a possible overdose at 415 Tradewinds Drive apartment B, Fayetteville, North Carolina 28304. I was advised Patrol Officers were on scene and standing by.

"What can I get you today Ponyboy." She said in an obnoxiously annoying itch "A new waitress Leah I don't feel like talking to you. She stomped off to the kitchen and got us a new waitress called Lou. We both ordered the same thing burgers and fries with a

They smiled, “I’m Katy, my plot of vegetables are over there, help yourself to them!

“Ha, you will be my child now and I will raise you to love lettuce,” said the enchanter said gleefully.


"Ok I think that is everything" the woman muttered to herself. She had honey colored hair with dull violet

He quickly changes the subject. ‘’What’s them plants? Ma’am?’’ He’s smart since he’s still trying to get her to pay to his services so he talks about her flowers. The conversation goes well and this is where he finally shows his true colors.

I was eating and chatting with Mrs Wood, when Oliver walked in. "Mum, who are you talking too."

“Oh, I’d forgotten where I was for a moment,” she said, stretching out her arms above her head, yawning. “But what was that sound?”

Hello, Dr. Taft, I look forward to another exciting semester with you, and my cohorts exploring my inner and outer world. Let’s start with my family constellations it begins with my stepmother, and my father, my older brother Steven along with myself. At the time, I did not know that Ann was my stepmother, and I did not find out until I was older, and she had two sons who lived in Arizona. A few years later her eldest son Tommy would come to live with us, and the life that we were accustomed to would change the outcome of all our lives.

“like, what’s this one like versus this one? Is it sour?” First and most problematic is that maggie is in charge of the plums and you are not. Second is, she doesn’t seem to know either, so you fill in the spaces of each other’s words like ums.