Personal Narrative : A Sad Day

I have lost my grandpa and have not gotten over the idea of it. When I was in the sixth grade, my grandfather was very sick; he could barely walk. While my grandmother and some other family members went uptown for some household things, food, and medication, I was told to take care of him. Yet, I wanted to play with my friends outside. He told me to go ahead and play, but for some reason I just got mad and slammed the door and left. Around nighttime, I seen an ambulance pull up to my grandparents’ house.

One summer, me and my family went out of town to Florida. Florida is a very nice place to go vacation, and swimming. While we was in Florida, me and my family went to the beach. It was my first time go to the beach, so I was excited. When we got there the sand was very hot to where we can barely walk on it. Me and my family was having a great time at the beach. Me and my brothers decided to go swimming. When we got into the water it was very salty but we did not care, we just wanted to swim. We got into water just enough for it to reach our waist. My brothers wanted to go deeper into the water. They went further into the water until the water touched their shoulders.

That day it went by to fast my brother and I tried spending as much time as I could with my dad. That night I went to bed sad I didn’t know if i would wake up in time to say goodbye to him. That morning I woke up and ran to see if my dad was still here. I ran into the kitchen first where I saw him eating ready to leave. He said that they were going to pick him up in ten minutes. Next thing you know we here a knock on the door. I went to answer the door it was some men in uniforms they were there to pick my dad up. My dad said goodbye to us I started to cry when he was leaving and so did my brothers and mom.

When we got to our room we noticed the people we were with got two adjoining rooms for everyone to sleep comfortably. One of the rooms had a hot tub in the corner. My brother, two friends of ours, and I were jumping on one of the beds having fun for a few minutes, but then out of no-were my brother lost his balance and fell off the bed, hitting his head on the corner of the hot tub. We thought he was alright to begin with. He said he felt fine, but we soon realized that he needed stitches. I ran to the other room to get the parents of the friends we were with when I got there they asked me, “What’s wrong? Why are you running in here looking scared?” I told them through tears, “Blayne fell off the bed by accident and hit his head on the hot tub, I don’t think he is ok I think we need to take him to the hospital.” I was really scared and didn’t know if my brother was going to be ok or

Walking away from everything you once knew and starting over is never a picnic. Leaving Iraq, and moving to America has impacted my life more than anything. I was only 4 years old at that time, and the only English I spoke was “excuse me, water please.” My family and I did not know it then, but our lives were going to change; we would become “Americanized”. Learning English was one of the massive changes that occurred, the way I dressed (culture), and even the way I had power to go to school and educate myself.

After much consideration my husband and I have decided that Michael will not longer be attending The Reason For Hope effective immediately. I welcome the chance to sit down and talk with you should you choose to discuss the situation. It was not easy to arrive at this decision but it has been a long time coming. We have been increasingly more uncomfortable with your program in recent months for the reasons below.

Throughout the conversation, Susan did not inform me that the home was still in First Look and not open to investors at this time. Susan did not highlight any features of the home, nor did she talk about the neighborhood or the surrounding area. When asked, Susan paused to reference the property file and stated, "In looking at the pictures it appears that it needs interior paint, carpet, appliances, and a few windows, which the previous seller must have taken." She stated, "I don't know why they have to remove things from the homes." I asked, "Do you have offers?" She paused to check the property file and answered, "No offers." I asked, "Is the property behind the home farmland?" She paused to reference the property file and replied, "It appears

When i was just entering seventh my dad had a heart attack but earlier that day me and my dad were fixing the pump in the canal so were out there all day it was starting to get dark and we went to turn on the sprinklers and my mom and dad started to argue about something so i went inside a heard my mom start yelling i ran out there i and i saw my dad laying on the ground having a seizure my mom started to do cpr and we had to cut off his waders so pulled out my knife and cut them off my mom said his pulse stopped but my mom started to do cpr again and his pulse was back the ambulance got there and all my dad could say is i love you son but that night i stayed at the hospital with him i stayed there for two days with him

- my chest is going to collapse.. maybe more emotionally than physically but it all feels as if the pain is real and can always be felt.

Home is the beginning of one’s book. It is where your story begins, forms its characters, shows its purpose, and reveals its ora. This is how mine is written. Home is on the buzzing highway down a bumpy gravel road. It’s Brandon, Mississippi. It is the only home I’ve ever known. Home is the smell of homemade biscuits and tomato gravy on Saturday mornings. It is “Bless Your Heart” and “Yes Mam” and “No Sir”. The little bedroom in the back of a grey double-wide where Carrie Underwood songs played and where I learned to curl my hair and put on mascara. My cousins and I running around with mason jars, chasing the lightning bugs. Bar-B-q on the back porch and never meeting a stranger. It is the morals learned and the identity

One day when it was really hot outside we went swimming in Vincent's pool and played marco polo. I was trying to escape the person who was it by going underwater and when I started to come up out of the water I felt someone's foot clawing at my back. Once I emerged I saw Matthew was the only person near me so i knew that he did so I yelled at him. He pleaded that it wasn't him and his friends backed him up so I decided to stop playing and sat in a chair near the pool looking at my painful wound. After they were done playing in the pool they wanted to jump on the trampoline. I joined them and had fun for a bit until Matthew sent me flying into the

It was on November 8,2011, we were at my aunt's house.We stayed the night with her and my cousin Candice and her husband Reko.That night we all stayed in her room,Candice and Reko slept in the bed together .At the time she was pregnant.So my brother and sister and two cousins slept on the floor in her room. My sister Zsaria and my Cousin Ashley,and I was fixing the floor for that we can get ready for bed. After that we all went in Candice room and got in the bed.That next day,she woke up and got in the shower,we were about to get dressed for church.Candice said “Zoe go to get mama”I said “okay”.So I went and got my aunt.My aunt said “What’s wrong Candice”?She said “Mama my water broke”!Candice Said “Zoe go get Reko.So I went and got Reko,After that we all hurried up and got dressed so that they can go to the hospital.I went and woke up the others so that we can to my house.As we're getting ready,I said “Candice what are you going to name the

i apologized about this , I didn't realize it was that many hours he, but I know there would be some over time this week we had couple of incident , the day we had to do Eric and ken write-up I had him site in both , also the Sunday training added to it , he also went over Tuesday when we did the Ops meeting , this is not the norm I will keep the hours in check

“Five more minutes,” I respond, while rubbing my eyes, then rolling onto the “cool side” of the bed.

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.