Personal Narrative: A Short Story

In Jon Krakauer's Into the Wild, Chris McCandless' actions exemplify transcendentalism through three of Thoreau's principles: living in the moment, lifting people up, and listening to one's instinct. By living in the moment, Chris plays with Jan Burres and her dog. To Chris, nothing else seems to matter. Chris lifts up his father when he thanks him for everything he has done. He listens to his own gut by keeping in a secret and entering the wild causing his parents pain and suffer.

“Hello Officer Cavil, nice to meet you also.” They accept his shake with a firm grip.

Dmitri smiles, starts to pace, and says “Ah, but I’m not your prisoner. Besides I’m here on a business trip.”

Connor was about to unwind when a clapper came and blew up the building. Connor lost his right arm in the madness and lost one of his eyes. He woke up from a coma after two weeks. He could only see out of one eye but the nurse informed him that she had seen his new one. He also had a new arm on. He recognized whos arm it was too, it was Roland’s and it had a large shark tattoo. Now, Connor has a new identity and runs The Graveyard.

When Logan walked out she saw the familiar face of her best friend. Connor’s shaggy brown hair was drooping over his eyes. He was in serious need of a haircut but Connor hated the idea because his wheat-like mane covered his peculiarly shaped ears. The tips of his ears were perfectly pointy. That wasn't the only thing odd about his appearance. Connor had humongous brown eyes that almost seemed too big for his face. He, also, was extremely tall for his age, almost two heads over everyone else. This made him look extremely lanky. When Connor looked up from his shoes some relief washed over Logan but also some shame,

" I am Frenchy Logan, I am head State Detective. I had called your boss to tell him I was claiming this case," I told her coolly as I walked over to the body and started to glance over it.

I barely notice the cool hardwood floor on my back as I bask in the early dawn light seeping through the gap in my curtains. As I stare silently at a darker version of my yellow ceiling for what feels like the hundredth time, I strain my ears to hear the voice again. I miss it like a friend; my only friend in this hollow abyss where I’m imprisoned between the tips of my husband’s claws.

When Connor was sixteen, he was scavenging through the desk for a stapler, instead he found airplane tickets to the Bahamas, but there were only 3 tickets. Thinking his ticket was misplaced he looked through the desk more, and more. Instead of finding another airplane ticket, he found the unwind order. The date on the order was the date just one day before his family left for the Bahamas. Connor being as infuriated as he was, had the urge to break something... but didn’t he held in his temper and emotions behind the thought.

Eventually, he woke up and soon discovered that it was Groundhog Day again and that all the events he already experienced were repeating. This confused him at first but he soon took advantage of this time loop by being selfish. For example, he stole money from the bank and hooked up with a woman. However, Connors ultimately became bored with his endeavors and even asked two locals, “What would you do if you were stuck in one place, and every day was exactly the same and nothing you

The sun was kissing the horizon; the day was just beginning, and the sweet sounds of the birds morning sound had awakened me. I was sitting in the same spot I do day after day, happy and well rested. I awoke from my peaceful slumber with a large, clanging chime that echoed off the walls and the roof. The sounds of footsteps stomped down the stairs, and there, as always, was Todd. And as he always does, he shuffled his way to the kitchen and turned on the coffee. Finally, as the aroma of burnt coffee grounds filled the air, a new day had begun.

"Hey," his raspy voice says. Luna is taken back by the low instensity of his voice. She stumbles back further. "Uh, hi," she nervously mumbles.

“Hey”he says barely able to get the word out of his mouth, “h-how you doing?”

Tracy grows fond of Connor. The night before the wedding, a drunk Connor visits Haven and mentions he thinks that Haven is still in love with Tracy. Connor also dances with an intoxicated Tracy which he ends up kissing her and then they both go for a swim. The next day, Kittredge comes and finds Connor in a bathrobe with Tracy in his arms.

Adam arrives at dorm 109 and knock on the door thinking that carter may not answer because he probably working out as always . Carter opens the door with a shocked face, he is wearing some sweatpants and a tee shirt . He repeatedly asks if Adam gotten any sleep . Adam quickly explains everything that has happened today( August 8 ) .Carter explains that maybe why he excels at everything . Adam decides to take a break and then find the rest of the puzzle pieces .

The detective sighed and rolled his eyes “here we go again, what can I do for you today Koki?”