Personal Narrative : A Story About The Titanic '

On a cold December morning snow blanketed the ground while a frozen mist masked the trees. Only the very tops could be seen. I stepped outside and inhaled the clean, crisp Texas air. Still half asleep, I walked to the truck feeling the soft powder compact beneath my boots and the snowflakes melt as they hit my skin. It was the time of year that I had been longing for.

Hurried footsteps could be heard just outside the door. A concerned voice could be heard, “Captain, what happened? We heard the commotion outside.”

Not a sound could be heard anywhere. Not in the stillness of the shadows, in any recess, not even a whisper disturbed the fresh, quiescent air, until, “Wakey! Wakey! My old shipmates! Rise and shine! Get your horrible torsos out of your loathsome bunks and get moving! We’ve got a war to fight and a good one it will be too!”

I’d had many mini-lifelines thrown my way, none turned out to be the life-altering, ground shaking beneath me, and gates to opening up “heaven”, though. To me, I’d blame it on the different ways I came off to strangers, depends on the day, I could be a multitude of characters, but never latch onto the following of others. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted my lifeline to latch onto, the problem was, I was like a fishing net with a gaping hole--incapable of doing such things. Then, the last person I expected to, stepped up and accepted the challenge.

I heard the door handle turning. I stood up, expecting Hannah to come in, but I was surprised by Alois.

Annabelle and Ellen quietly walked to the door that was in front of them and opened it. They saw the women sitting on her chair and grinned at them, like she expected us that we were going to be here.

The thrilling cry rang around our swarming decks, lifted its troubled voice above the roaring of the elements, and caused strong hearts to tremble, and weaker ones to sicken over the perils of the unknown victim.

Two armed guards stood shipside to ensure no one came near. As I approached I noted their posture and eyes, their degree of alertness, then boarded the ship, went below deck under the bridge and portside to the captain’s cabin.

“ Yeah, I just thought you would like me to make you a little breakfast,” Ally replied.

“Welcome aboard the Caribbean Princess!” the lady at the entrance to the ship said as we walked through. We hadn’t really planned this cruise out, and we only booked it a few weeks ago, but we were all excited for it. The only one of us who had ever been on a cruise was my older sister, Chelsea, so only she knew what to expect. I looked around at the lobby of the ship. There were two staircases on each side of a pair of French doors. The doors led into an elegant restaurant. Past each staircase were large, open rooms. There was a desk off to the right side of the entrance. As we walked towards, the man behind it greeted us, “Hello! Welcome aboard. Is there anything I can help you with?”

I was in the third grade, no worries or fears and little concept of how the world worked. I remember my biggest concern being what was on the menu in the cafeteria or what game we were going to play at recess. I had a wonderful family that I did almost everything with. I lived with my Mom, Dad, and my brother, who was 11 at the time. We were all very close and enjoyed each other's company .

After a minute or so, -unknown to me- Angelica was walking back down the stairs. She was quieter than a mouse and you could swear she was still upstairs. Sarah and I sat silently when suddenly, out of nowhere, I hear Angelica shout from behind me,

No matter how hard we try to plan out our lives and make them as close to perfect as possible, trials always arise from the abrupt. On August 18, 2016, at 2 am the lives of everyone in my immediate family were a turn for the worse. My father received a phone call that my older brother had been in a car accident by himself and it looked as if he had been there a while. He was flown to the nearest trauma center immediately. My older brother’s name is Mike that was in the accident and he is twenty two. The cause of the wreck was being under the influence. Mike was directly put on life support in the intensive care unit the following week, undergoing multiple surgeries to save his life. However, there was a lot more going on than just that.

Ariel, I have also learned how to write sentences in an order that is easier for the reader to understand. I agree that we need to proofread everything. I realized that I can catch several errors if I walk away and come back a little later to proofread. I believe that online resources like; Grammarly and paperrater.com are very helpful. Online resources we have learned to use check your writing and give feedback right away.

She barged the door as she entered the house. It was as if a wave of despair followed her across every room she went to. Grumpingly, she headed straight to her room; she threw her school backpack and her binder on the bed. Her body was drained with stress and even she knew that she couldn’t continue this work any longer. The school year was coming to a close, as all the finals and presentations were being pushed forward. Her mood, her attitude, and her way of talking told everyone the amount of distress and anxiety she was in.