Personal Narrative : A Descriptive Essay

I was ten, the most terrifying event I had been through was riding the little dragon roller coaster at the fair, but that night changed it all. The fear that started in my head spread like wildfire to the rest of my body from the tips of my fingers to the bottoms of my toes. My heart was racing so fast that it could have beat Usain Bolt in a 100m dash. Stop, drop and roll, three steps that should have come naturally, but instead I froze, looked down at my yellow and black checkered flannel in complete terror, fearing for my life.

It hurts. My bright red bruises under the light were buzzing from the pain. The yelling and arguing were muffled by my loud sobs. Why did this have to happen to me? I was just a kid, I didn’t do anything! Stomp stomp stomp. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. He found me and yelled into my ears even more. I was called ugly, fat, disgusting, useless, girly, weak. The words ringed in my ears as I asked myself once again, why? I was like a slave, I couldn’t defend myself, I had to survive the beatings. I succumbed to the insults and descended into chaos.

I had always assumed that my legs were strong and that I had decent muscle control, however, this thought was proven wrong at the beginning of my junior year in high school due to a detrimental injury. It was the first game of fall league for basketball, and within the first five minutes I had succumbed to an injury. Tearing my ACL and Meniscus has taught me to continue improving on my strength, not let this one injury keep me down, and to keep a positive mindset.

Confidence isn’t everything, right? Wrong. Okay maybe it’s not EVERYTHING, but I believe that confidence is something everyone needs. Being able to appear strong and content with yourself to just about anyone and everything out there is key to even the slightest bit of success.

Any single human experience can only properly be judged by that human’s amount of dread or anticipation in it’s beginning or end.

First, we checked out my Uncle’s new house. It was a big, white house with a big backyard. They had a very cute dog who loved me! I made a new friend that day. Then, we all went to my Aunt’s house with my grandparents, cousins, aunts, uncles, and some of my mom’s friends from high school and college. The second I walked into their backyard, the smell of hotdogs and sausage hit me like a bullet. Everyone greeted me with hugs and smiles. There was a pool and a cute little dog named Zeus who was sleeping on the deck and snoring. I swam for a little and then I talked to all of my relatives that were there. The food was absolutely amazing! I had a bunch of hot dogs and sausages with salad and pasta salad. For dessert there was yummy chocolate cheesecake with strawberries that my aunt made, which was even more delicious than the main

The brain is 3.3 pounds, has 86 billion nerve cells, and makes up 2% of 100% of people. Though this organ belongs to all people, it is still unique to everyone. The decision made, emotions felt, and life that was lived can be held in the palms of a person's hand.

His condo was really big. My great grandma was there as well. I slept upstairs on a bunk bed. They lived high up in the mountains. We left the house and the air smelled wonderful. Pine trees and burning wood everywhere. I took my family hike. We walked up giant hills, walked across bridges and played in the river. It was about a five-mile walk. One big loop around the mountain. We came home and My Great Grandma Susan, made a really scrumptious soup. A few days later, We drove to the "Potholes." It was a waterfall formed by the snow and erosion. It felt like a water park. we swam went down mini waterfalls

As I was preparing for this interview, I had no idea what to expect. Aside from our email correspondence, I had never met nor heard of Mrs. Laureti. Curious to learn more of my interviewee, I found her LinkedIn profile and felt the nerves rise in me. This professional had done it all; doing what I dreamed of doing in my own future! How was I going to be able to steer the conversation? What if I made a terrible first impression? We had set the date for the interview; October 7th, at the Capitol Complex. I set my GPS for Harrisburg and made my way up I-81, arriving nearly 45 minutes early. Walking into the Complex itself was intimidating by itself; this was where the magic happens, where all the policy is written and passed. I made my way down the escalators and was met by a cheerful Mrs. Alycia Laureti. We each took our turns introducing ourselves, talking about my commute,the weather, finally sitting out in front of the coffee stand. I choose to talk about three aspects of her work; educational requirements, a day in the life, and, because I enjoy puns, “politics” in the workplace.

This piece of writing was something I had started in my journal and decided to make it into a story. It started off really well but I feel like I rushed it too much. I didn't use as much detail as I could have. I based the story off of a Jewish book that I really enjoy. I used a lot of good detail, words and imagery at the beginning but I feel like it went downhill when I needed it hurry and get it done. If I were to take my time like I did at the beginning of the story it would have been a greater outcome than what the outcome really was. This piece of writing is something I would definitely consider redoing and making it a whole lot better than it is now. I think I should have spent more time writing the paper and less time worrying about

I have built strong relationships with friends, and met many new ones, that I could only have achieved by spending hours running through the woods. There is a beautiful camaraderie that only teammates can have, I have learned that if you want to go fast, go alone, and if you want to go far, go together; this mindset has made me realize that in order to achieve things you must surround yourself with a strong team that builds each other up. Furthermore, that all parts are important, no matter how small and that cheering for everyone, regardless of speed, builds morale and encourages everyone to perform better.

Everyday I try to set goals for myself, whether it is just completing my homework before I decide to do something with my friends or obtaining a personal best in shot put and discus. I am always challenging myself to meet my goals; for example, last year during a league meet for Track & Field, I made it to finals for discus and in order to prevail over the other throwers I had to throw my best. My first three throws were in my mind, horrible. I made it to finals but the previous throws were throwing me off, plus I had just twisted my ankle walking out of the ring. When I met up with my mom, I was angry and upset. I didn't know what was going to happen, all I knew was that without my mom, who encouraged me to envision how far I wanted the discus

“When you find that one person who connects you to the world, you become someone different. Someone better, someone whole. When that person is taken from you, what do you become then?” – John Reese

I never realized how expensive it is to eat, to drive, and to live in general. Everyone has to pay for housing, for a car, for gas, for college, for utilities, for food, and for so much more. With what some people get paid, I don't know how they can survive. If you make minimum wage and have a kid, how are you supposed to feed your child and yourself? It seems to me that you must go to college in order to survive freely with little worry. Getting a job and a car has made me realize this.

The first few days we stayed at my aunt's apartment, her apartment overlooked the city center where this big fountain stood in the middle. All the pigeons would gather in the city center to see if anyone had bread to give to them, when we had some we would