Personal Narrative

It was near the end of my 8th grade school year, about 2 month away from graduation, when something I never expected to happen actually happened. This event really changed my life forever and shaped me into who I am as a person today. I had just arrived at my house after school when my parents received a call that my grandma was ill and that we should come down to check on her. As we rushed down to my grandparents house, my family was deeply concerned about what may have happened because my grandma had never really had many health issues before this. As we arrived at their house and walked through the door, we were greeted with the sight of my grandma sitting in a chair with a blanket around her while she was sleeping. My family’s first reaction

The sparks fly in the air, there are marshmallows in your hair, and you’re with your favorite people in the world. This is called the best place on earth, for me at least. I enjoy camping so very much, you meet new people, experience different things, make new memories, and have a blast. You also see new sights, smell some things, and always wake up to the birds singing and not the bustling streets of the city. Camping is my go to activity.

“We walked down to the water’s edge, and this one poor dolphin… You could see it trying to get away.”

The submarine was called the

were lacking equipment. When the ship sunk, they all gathered up on the emergency boat and

When I was younger I had always been described as mature. Although I wasn’t anywhere near being “mature”, it was a word always used to describe me, well-mannered and mature. While my brother was goofy and social, I was shy and serious. We were twins yet total opposites. As a child, because that was the word almost always associated with me, it crae unusual, almost toxic idea about myself. I had to be mature to be what people liked about me. So, it never occurred to me to be able to not take myself seriously and say something like “Oops that was dumb” and laugh it off. For some reason that didn’t make sense to me to say silly things like that.

dolphins! They were skipping and jumping out of the sea in pairs. There were quite a few of them,

I arrived at practice with my shoes laced, hair pulled back, and the mindset that I was unstoppable. I could play against every member of my team and come out the victor on any given day. It was the first day of practice that week, and challenge matches were scheduled to begin. The team went through our daily shuffle of drills, conditioning, and running to prepare for what was lying ahead. While warming up with my friends, I felt great, talking about homecoming, boys, and a variety of irrelevant events. I felt ready. The odds were in my favor and nobody could stop me.

A pod of whales swam past us and we followed it for a while before returning

looked out at the ocean. Seals and whales were playing in the water, diving in and out of the

At the beginning of my freshman year I was attempting to develop motivation as well as seeking purpose and determining value. Whether in school or during sports or other activities and events in my life, I was constantly searching for motivation towards a goal or achievement.

That day, several individuals rushed to the ship terminal and endeavored to help in protecting the stranded creature, as indicated by a report from King5 News.

The sub crews like a herd of monkeys rushes out from the tower hatch quickly and drop the weapons, and the two six-limbs men have not enough time to search their bodies one by one. The nine foot tall conning tower has a pair of wings stretch out from the middle, and the submarine hull with the radius of nine feet, there is a three feet wide flat path over the hull for the people to walk. Thus the crews climb down to the starboard wing edge and jump down to the shore, some crews sprint a few steps on the pathway and jump to the shore. There are six-limbs men on the shore pointing at them with long laser guns. The last man comes out of the tower's hatch is the pilot, the captain on the shore throws himself on the floor immediately, his crews

As Timkin and Crystal summersaulted onto the stage form either side, Petie was playing his slender wooden flute. The crowd was confused, thinking the flute was the main part, until a big burly figure appeared from the back of the stage, the crowd being scared, gave a horrid shout. Behind Petie was burly Bruno who lifted him up high in the air with his extreme strength. At least 8 metres in the air, wafted Petie as he was vertical in the air, still playing his flute, he slowly descended down, Petie fell in the raised arms of Bruno. After Petie had finished his tune they all had stopped, and the flute had disappeared from his hand but instantly a rope appeared. The crowd confused in a way to how Petie had done such a thing, he had then pulled the rope at each of the ends. The rope had just turned into two, and gained length, holding each rope at the ends, they both started wafting upwards until Petie could only just hold the weight of them rising up. As they somehow held in the air, Petie beckoned Timkin and Crystal to climb them. Racing to the uppermost they both leaped into thin air, the crowd was shocked as they grabbed each other by the hand and spun in a 360◦, and they somehow caught onto one another’s ropes. Only just being able to hold their own weight up, Petie moved his hands across, making the ropes come together, even Bruno had never seen this before. Petie had always just added things to the

Ever since I was young, I was always fond of the ocean. The waves that the sea created intriqued me and the animals that lived underwater were even more unbelievable. I found the dolphin to be extremely fascinating. Since the first time I saw one while surfing at my local beach, Manly, I was hooked. What I didnt know was the horiffic story behind those playful creatures I saw at aquariums every year. Whether it be on a primary school excursion or a family outing with my family to the aquarium, those “happy” looking creatures beyond the glass where no more than abused animals living a nightmare. So where did they come from?