Personal Narrative: A Place In Benny's Poem

The club is a three story home that has a Chop Suey restaurant in the basement. It was a really nice parlor, with pictures covering the walls and no gambling allowed. The Club was a place that performers could come to. There was something a bit unusual about the Club. It was a place where both blacks and white come to. The narrator states that some people come to research how African Americans act therefore they can perfect their “dark characters”.

The end of an era is now upon many current and former West Virginia University students. After the 2017 spring semester there will be no more clanking of the heating system, no more puke in showers, no more shattered windows in the breeze way and ultimately no more Arnold Hall.

*disclaimer: bare with me... the next 5 chapters are crap because i wrote them over a year ago...chapter 19 will be the start of some great shit*

The bass pounded through bodies as a shadowy figure lurked in the nightclub. Sex and alcohol permeates the stale air, the chorus of the patrons’ voices melding together to a single cacophonous noise. Asari and human dancers flounced about, dangerous curves promising carnality, and yet they are to be untouched. The neon sign bearing the nightclub’s name, The Second Circle, continues to flicker, one letter dead, and another off-color. Nothing has been replaced since the nightclub first opened ten years ago, in 2160.

I believe that women are just as competent as men and should be treated equally.

This past year, I have been apart of Naperville Central’s brand new Special Spaces club. When my friend approached me and asked me to join, I agreed even though I had no clue what I was involving myself in. In retrospective, I can honestly say that becoming a part of Special Spaces has been one of the most meaningful, fun, and fulfilling experiences I have had in high school.

A saying i've kept to myself is to get back up when knocked down. This saying doesn’t just stand for getting up when literally knocked down but can keep a deeper meaning than what it says as for example being knocked down by a difficult obstacle to overcome and getting up to find a way to get past it and achieving it. Some people may not see this as something important but they don’t think about how getting up after knocked down can be something that can or would have been like a positive outcome into their life and how they are given two choices when knocked down which is to stay down or get back up and continue going forward.

I don´t remember much about the fourth through sixth grade but i know that i went to so many elementary schools. In fourth grade i went to a elementary school called Dunbar, i had a few friends but not that many at that because i was always shy or kids use to always pick on me. I had a white bestfriend and i can´t remember her name but i know she was my only friend when i went to that school but she eventually stop being my friend because of the other kids. When i was elementary school my imagination was so big and i use to always have a diary that i wrote in all the time and i wrote it in so much that i remember when i was still going to Dunbar, i was in class writing in it and my teacher had caught me and took it from me. Me being the bad

As I am riding in my husbands 2008 chevy cobalt I realize, this is exactly how I envisioned the perfect day. A soft gentle breeze wafting the sweet scent of jasmine over me, the sun radiating against my skin. The sky is clear as cleaned crystal and bubblegum blue. I settle back on the warm leather seat of the car and embrace the feeling. I am totally immersed.

“I’m trying,” the Kidd snarled. “But this miserable bird wants to put his tail feathers in my face.”

She knew there was a 60 fee to enter the club, Nala had managed to scrounge up enough money to enter the club. She counted and recounted the money she held in her hand, it was the most money she has had in along time and what was she doing with it? Throwing it away in the hopes of getting into the club to see the DJ work his magic. It was more than just that, she was also hoping to lose herself in the music, forget all her troubles and problems. She handed the money over to the bouncer at the entrance, flashed him a smile and quickly ran into club. The music was loud, but so was the screaming, she wasn’t exactly sure which was louder. A slight chuckle escaped her lips, her head started to bob around with the music. She would have never been

Your fingertips followed the movement of your hand as they brushed over the wood grain, barely making contact as each one dragged against the oak. Occasionally, your path was interrupted by pools of spilt alcohol, fluid spawning ripples with every beat of unidentified music. The vocals could have been French, Spanish or Enochian. You didn’t know, nor did you care. Alternative rock. Classical. Rap. Whatever the label, it was all just a distant murmur of voices and instruments. But the smell, you certainly noticed. The stench of summer sex and CK eternity, oh, hell, yes. In all honesty, the only reason you chose the company of intoxicated minds over the depths of bed blankets was the promise of some form of gain. From a free drink to the occasional pickpocketing, you would take anything considering your situation. Maybe things would be different if you didn’t call a different motel room every night ‘home’ and dinner meant whatever you could swap for what little cash you owned.

“I keep it always full of interesting people, night and day. People who do interesting things. Celebrated people.” I almost went on. But without you, nothing is interesting. I have been waiting so long for you to come over to one of my party but you never did. That is not important now. You are here. I will show you everything. I lost my mind at that moment until Nick patted my shoulder.

My Family and I were at home eating dinner. After dinner I told my mom that I had left something on top of the mountain, so she said “‘go up to get it Mary. But she didn’t want me to go alone so I went to go see if my friend was home but he wasn’t so I disobeyed my moms rules and went up by myself anyway. And it was starting to get dark so I had to get the base fast but I couldn’t find it. Now it was really dark and 2 hours had already passed and I couldn't my way off the mountain because it was so dark. And with my luck my phone died so I couldn’t call anyone for help, so I just started walking and walking after a little bit I realized I was getting nowhere so again I walked eventually I just fell and went to

There was a slight breeze rocking the boat as my family and I stepped onto the boat. My family had a great love for fishing. we had decided to take the whole family to South Padre. I was enjoying the view of the calm waters. My cousin and I had our feet up, sitting back, and our fishing poles ready I swung my fishing pole back and casted it out straight up in the sky, it looked strange seing fish bait fly like that into the water. I started to reel it back in and i felt the little vibrations of fish biting and I jerked amd sure enough i hooked a nice looking skip jack, and when I reeled it up from the depths it just jumped right in the boat. Afterward my dad said they stopped biting so we moved on to another spot in hopes of better luck but