Personal Narrative: A Brief Story Of A Snow Girl

Playing in the snow during the winter is most kids favorite thing about winter other than getting toys during the holidays. I know as a kid I enjoyed it and I know the dangers of it but they never crossed my mind as I was having fun. For most nothing ever happens to them wasn't one of those kids. As a kid every winter Zack and I would always play in the snow at my Mom’s, Dad’s, Nan’s, or anywhere else.

Coming from a lonely and abusive home Mary had to find happiness outside of her house. Her mom made a friend from their church and she happened to have a three month year old baby. Mary always occupied the Richardson’s by helping with baby Alyssa, while also distracting herself from reality. Meeting the Richardson’s ended up being Mary’s worst nightmare. One night the Richardson’s went out and asked Mary and her mother to watch Alyssa.

Daniel has to leave the area and go to live with his Mother in Florida. He decides on his journey that he ca not live without Carla. Daniel hitchhikes back to Carla and finds her at her sister’s wedding. Daniel proposes to Carla in front of the wedding party. Everyone is supportive of Carla and Daniel except for her mother. Carla gets upset with her mother and expresses her frustration with her by saying, “I am sick of you telling me what to do!” Carla plans her wedding with the support of her sisters and father.

Beep! Beep! Beep! I wake up to an alarm screaming in my ear. I smack the alarm to shut the yelling off. It was a January day, in the middle of the cold, brutal winter. I finally got up after sitting in bed for what felt like hours, and looked outside like I do every morning. I noticed that there was no sign of grass to be seen. All that could be seen was white, frozen blanket of thick snow. I started to get ready for the school day and I just prayed that school was going to be canceled. As soon as I was fully ready I stepped outside and my food sunk down a foot and a half below the snow! I could not believe it that school was still open. As soon as I got to my car that was completely covered in snow, my mother comes out and yells that school was closed. I felt a huge wave as release and I ran back inside and went right back to sleep.

The narrator who is later known to be Mrs. Johnson, shows her love for her daughters, by giving her audience vivid details about her Daughter Dee’s homecoming and how she seems excited about her coming back home. Mrs. Johnson youngest daughter Maggie is not as excited about her sister coming home. Mrs. Johnson later shows her true personality and humor to her audience. She compares her life to the families that you would watch on television by stating, “You’ve no doubt seen those TV shows where the child who has made it is confronted, as a surprise, by her own mother and father, tottering in weakly from backstage” (Walker 6). Mrs. Johnson dreams that she and Dee could be able to come together as one and love each other. However, she is aware that it is only a dream and in reality, she and Dee have much to work on.

If I was trapped in a snow globe I would play in the snow. I would try to make the best of it. Then, I would try to figure out how to get out. I would bang on the glass. Maybe if I scream the glass would break. No, that wouldn't work I can't scream loud enough. But, if I dig alot I might find a way. Seven hours later……. There is no use. I’m kinda getting hungry and I don't see any food. As I’m trying to get out I see this huge person picks up the globe and starts shaking. I hold onto the tree for dear life while he is shaking the globe. Finally he puts it down. That's the story of when I got stuck in a snow

“That’s why they were only taking a few things at a time; they weren 't really coming for ivory and paintings. They wanted me!” Even when she wasn’t in her room she was always afraid of something. “I always dreaded that my parents would divorce. It was my third biggest fear, right next to the fear that one of them would get abducted by heartmen on the road to Sugar Beach, or my first fear, that I would get sucked into the lagoon by neegee.” Out of all three fears only one seemed to happen. Her parents relationship finally came to an end after a lot of fighting, disagreement, and cheating. “Daddy, I hold your foot, don’t leave us. Daddy, please, I beg you” she cried that day. From then on, except the servants and cook, “it was only women at Sugar Beach.” Even after dealing with something so hard in her life that wasn’t even what affected her the most.

“I know, but I missed you. You haven’t talked to me in a while. I was beginning to think you forgot that I’m your future wife. If I’m going to be your wife I have to be your number one priority.”

… Her father had been talking with the scroungy village men, and of course they had been talking about how one's better than the other. And how great their kids are and all that kind of stuff. Than they started to talk about their families and how their daughters are the best children. Than the topic came up that their daughters do a lot of back breaking work and how they play an important hole in their households. Thinking about what the men were saying one father named Benjamin wanted all the attention on him for once. He is usually one of those people who do not usually get a lot of attention. Then all of a sudden he had a great idea, “Finally, I will get all the attention on me.” He whispered to himself.

“But where will we go? Where will we live? We can’t just leave without having a plan.”

“I didn’t think it was a big deal. It’s not like you weren’t going to invite yourself to the wedding anyways.”

“I refuse to have Nate think he can return to my side without knowing he was wrong for every leaving in the first place. Why don’t you just buy his contract and pay the girl to go away.”

A lamp flew across the room. Bree sat crouched behind the blue couch. Her eyelids clashing together tightly, hands over her ears. Her parents were fighting again. This time about the carrots on the dinner table. “You brought home the bad carrots!” Bree’s father hollered. “For the last time,they were the best at the market!” Her mother shouted gruffly and added in a mumble, “No one said you had to eat them.” But he heard anyway, “Excuse me!?”He yelled so loudly it made fragile Bree whimper, but still he droned on, “I am your husband! I will be respected and cherished! Not that stinkin’ rat you picked off of the street,” He stormed. Little Bree’s mother defended her “boyfriend”. “Charles is not a rat! He is a noble gentleman

"So anyway," Blaine says, "we've been talking about doing a small wedding because of all that. Sure it would be fun to do a big giant blowout, but it's expensive and I don't know that it's right for us. We were even talking about how it might be nice to get married in Vegas."

On a snowy and windy night, I was at Barnes & Noble in Green Bay with my friends, Alan and Karina. Christmas music played overhead, the smell of hot chocolate and freshly brewed coffee wafted over, the customers were kind and cheerful, and snow was beginning to blanket the parking lot outside. We were sitting near the cafe wrapping books to support their mom’s school fundraiser. I stared outside and remembered my mom’s warning of the large snowfall that was almost upon us. Around 7:15, the snowflakes were becoming larger and we could barely see outside the window.