Personal Narrative: A Close Tragedy

The bomb was set off by Timothy McVeigh, a Persian Gulf Veteran. He was a right wing radical linked to anti-government, white-supremacist, survivalist and militia groups. The events at Waco and Ruby Ridge influenced Timothy McVeigh, prompting him to take action against the United States government (“FBI”, The Oklahoma City Bombing: 20 Years After). Right wing ideology, as in the Turner Diaries, led him

Before the explosion happened, nothing was going as wanted. Chaos had filled in my house. It was every man for himself. My wife was agitated, and my son (Paul) had no clue of what was going

The keys to that truck were found in the alley. In addition, testimony proclaimed that McVeigh was stopped 1 ½ hours after the bombing; explosive residue was found on ear plugs inside his vehicle; he had an envelope packed with newspaper clippings and papers with revolutionary writings; he wore a tee-shirt with the slogan: "The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants."(Wilmsen & Simpson, 1997).

They start searching for the culprit, evidence, and bodies of victims. I run toward a detective while taking a small wallet photo of Aiden out of purse. “This is him, please help find him, please!”, I shout in pain at the detective. He ignores me as I stand there in pain. “I can’t take it, I’m done” I say as I lay on the concrete slowly falling to sleep. 5:57 p.m. I wake up and open my eyes. News crews are all around viewing the crime scene. One crew is suddenly approaching me for what might me questioning. “Get out of my face, I’m not here for the attention, I’m here for my son.” As I look up I see bulldozers and excavators gathering debris from the buildings. By 8 o’clock the policemen have us evacuated from the scene. I go home and lay in the bed crying. The news is blasting talking about all the destruction from the scene. “We have found that Timothy McVeigh is responsible for these 168 deaths and 680 injuries.” The news anchor reported. My son can’t be a part of the death count, I say in my head. In the morning, I rush to the scene to see if any evidence from my son was found. The last words I heard was “Your child’s body was found dismembered miles away from the scene due to the horrific bombing.” That was all it took for me to have a breakdown. Timothy McVeigh is a name that I will never forget from that day forward, he caused tremendous suffer for myself and my

My name was announced over the loud speaker “Gary Winthrop now up to bat.” I stepped into the box and took a practice swing. I starred the pitcher right in the eyes tempting him to throw me the ball. He wound up and threw me a slow curve ball that felt like it was hanging in the air forever. I took one step and took a smooth swing. The ball popped off my bat like a rocket and flew over the fence to score the winning run. All 50,000 fans in the stands went crazy. I heard my alarm clock go off, dang it was just a dream. I really didn't feel like going to school.

It was a Saturday morning and it was game day. The game didn’t start until 12:00 and we didn’t have to be there 10:45 A.M. Once all of us got there and we finally got into the gym to shoot around and warm up, Alicia and I were talking about who St. Marys had all beaten. From who they had beaten, they sounded pretty good. After a while of shooting we started to stretch. Alicia, Hannah, and Emily were near me so I asked them why the other team wasn’t here yet. Emily said “I don’t know they normally are already here”. By this time Taylor Swift’s song came on which is Emily’s favorite singer. The song was “22” and Emily started to sing “We will just keep dancing like were 22”. Once we were done stretching we started to shoot

Jason stared up at Tyler's eyes; deranged, dilated, discolored. Tyler wore a smile on his face, his usual smirk twice as wide and displaying too many teeth. He held a silver and black pistol in his hand.

Malia gasped for breath as Dominic wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Her hands coming up to grip hold of his hands as if afraid they would leave her at any moment. And loosing him now meant loosing her ability to breath. He was like air, forcablly filling her lungs and pushing life back into her shaking body. It was his fault she was feeling this, but he was the reason she felt strong enough to face it all.

The minister is currently looking for a new place for the church to be located in. He shared, "I found several places near my house, one was 10 minutes away from the current church location by car."The minister has been searching for 2 months diligently for this new home for the body of believers in Denver. Pastor Thomas will be registered soon at OU, but currently he isn't. "Now things are quite busy here. I will pray about that, and when My co-worker returns from Dover for Kbers training, I will have more help at the church." Shared the Pastor.

As I wrote this essay a lot of memories began to move like a slideshow within my head. Each memory kind of reminded me why I am the person that I am today. Out of all of these years God has truly been preparing me for greater. God loves me for me and I overlooked God plenty of times and I overlooked his word. I learned that I was in some of the predicaments that I was because of myself not because of God. God only wanted to see me grow more in him but I always put him on the backside not trying to truly become a full Christian. I was afraid of the things that might happen because I was already dealing with some harsh times in my life. Time after time I got weaker giving up on God knowing that every single time I messed up

I'm a senior at beatrice high school i'm in welding two and woods two and building construction i'm in advanced conditioning to help better myself physically. I hope to join the military or go into the field of construction .I like fishing and hunting. I moved around a lot when I was little I lived in Beatrice and Pickrell and Blue springs and back to Beatrice.

It’s been a long night and everyone was tired. That night I had a nightmare about a dark shape in the bright background. Then, it started to take shape of a human. I got scared and felt like running but I realised that I was stuck to the floor. The darkness of the shape, started to change colour. Into a colour of a person’s skin. It started to look like a person that I knew.

It was a sunny day, but I was shivering from fear. While the rest of my family was getting into their scuba gear, I was composing a silent prayer to God.

We were given the date of the surgery and, the way out to make my day even better, I heard the surgeon say to my mom, that I would have to stay over night at the hospital after the surgery. Awesome.

“oh crap i'm late!!” i remember that this day, i was so extremely late for shooting. usually i have to be there at eight but this day, i ended up being on set my ten. of course my cast crew was a little upset with me since i'm not ever late but i told them that i don't exactly know what happened. and it was weird because i couldn't remember anything from the night before. all i could remember was me telling brittany about my mole. i could remember that conversation vividly.