Personal Narrative: A Timeout

I shiver at the sound, there is only one person in the room who would cause me any harm, the scout was up. It was impressive he could move after being tossed around like a rag doll, greater so he had the strength to lay his hands on me. Unluckily for him I knew where all his wounds were. As his grip tightens I swing my arm to where his upper abdomen would be. He grunt of pain tells me I found it. His grip loosens and I push him away from me. The man doesn’t stumble very far, but the look on his face told me he wasn’t used to being beaten. Assessing my threat level, he charges. I have hardly any time to block his swing and milliseconds before it happens, I know he isn’t going for my face. There is a crack from my leg and pain shoots from my ankle. I scream in agony. The scout pins me down, I should have left him in the woods after

Over my years of school, one big influence on me has always been sports. Ever since a young age, I have always enjoyed playing and watching sports. In my four years in high school, I have fell in love with the sport of lacrosse.

I woke up and took one bite out of my pop tart but that one bite was all I could eat. My legs were shaking, and my heart was pounding. My dad told me, “It is a true honor to even make it this far so go out there and have some fun.” Once I heard this statement, I knew I was ready to go. I arrived at school and boarded the bus. The car ride was an hour and fifteen minutes of hearing the squeaking of the wheel on the bus. My teammates were getting their heads ready for the big game.

My 20time is on running. In sixth grade I tried out for track, hoping I will be fast enough and would make it. But it didn't turn out that way. It was at lunch with all my friends when I checked the track website and didn't see the name, Carly Jakob, on the list. I was so shocked i started bawling my eyes out. After this traumatizing day I made a goal that I will make the track team when i'm in eighth grade. To do this I knew I had to make many drastic changes. I changed my diet to proper eating habits, and learned facts about form and technique that would help me get through the horrifying try outs and right onto the team.

Who knew that things could change so abruptly, it almost felt that my whole world was flipped within a blink of an eye. Things were going to be different from now on, the people, the weather, even the fresh summer breeze from the coast will soon become a cold bitter winter breeze. This all came to my mind when my mom announced to my family that we’re moving, to New Jersey, once my school goes on summer break. At first, I began to panic, why do we have to move? Why can’t we just live here? We don’t even know anyone there, except for my aunt. We just moved here three years ago from New Jersey, and we didn’t like it, that’s why we only lived there for a month. Then why would we would we like it now? I question my mom, and I demanded explanations

Just so you know, this is the Big Apple and I rule this town. New York City is filled with tall buildings, great culture, and historical sites. No other city has so much beauty that it takes your breath away; yet, there is a real danger that lurks on the streets. I should know because I am Detective Michael Morgan a United States Super Spy in charge of capturing dastardly villains who are set on destroying our world. Armed with mind-altering powers, Alex Higgins is on the top of the FBI’s list of the ten most wanted men in America. This thug is one of the greatest danger to our world and must be captured and jailed in the vault of death. There is no place safe for him to hide from the law and rumor has it, he is in my town. You break the law here in New York City, you pay the ultimate price: freedom.

I want to leave, I want to disappear. Not a vacation, but that spontaneous quick escape with no bothers, just an unrestricted trip to free the mind and enjoy the bits of silence. To go by car to see how the scenery around me changes as I kill the distance, while listening to my favorite music as loud as I can. Just shout out my lungs with my terrible singing. As the music plays, I will grab a book, which will get all my beliefs and views away. No matter what the book will be about. As long as it would get me away, away from here. There would be just me and the characters of the novel, who struggle, fight, and compete, while they face delight, pleasure, and glory. Every so often, I will stop at the cafes on the road to grab some food, which

I quickly swallowed my homemade authentic Indian food leftovers and gulped down my chocolate milk. Looking down at my watch that read 11:28am, I knew that I only had two minutes until my most favorite part of the day: recess. This particular day in 5th grade, I had run a lap around the playground before getting the rest of recess to myself. As I started walking for my warmup, another student ran up and said, “My parents said that your people caused 9/11.” Completely caught off guard, I held back the tears in my eyes and tried to shake off his comment. I had never encountered something like this.

What I have learned from this experience is immediately after completing a pass I need to bring the vehicle I am driving back to speed limits as soon as possible and not wait for the vehicle to slow down on its own need to apply the brakes to slowdown faster. Also need to learn the vehicle a bit more regarding acceleration; slowing down and braking, I forgot to mention that this was new 2016 Ram 1500 that I owned for approximately 5 months at the time of the infraction. Not an excuse, however the vehicle I owned prior this one was much slower and lighter. Another measure I have taking the installation of a High Quality Dash Cam with Audio and built in GPS, this is to have video, and audio to prove my driving should this happen

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“I wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t show up, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he did.”

J. R. R. Tolkien wrote, “All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.” I have taken this quote seriously in the way that I have lived my life thus far.

The Plains of Ashford beautiful when you learn to look past the fortifications the Charr have erected and the wrathful ghosts of Ascalon that still haunt the lands. It’s like looking at a perpetual state of the harvest season.

May 30, 2015, at 9:00 pm, I had a complete mental breakdown. At that very moment, I realized in exactly twelve hours, I would have four fewer impacted wisdom teeth. My heartbeat accelerated as my parents attempted to provide me comfort and support during my extreme panic attack. I could practically taste the salt from my constant stream of tears. Crying myself to sleep seemed the only solution that did not involve having a heart attack. Ring! Ring! My loud, annoying alarm clock sounded early the next morning. As I got dressed, my palms were soaked with sweat, my legs were ferociously shaking, and my heart rate was accelerating. I tried to log onto social media to distract myself from the painful process about to occur, but there were too many negative thoughts floating in my head, and the wireless provider was unavailable. I was conflicted and on the verge of crawling in and out of the car, due to my emotional instability. As I sat in the waiting room, my anxiety worsened. It was at it's most extreme levels and seemed to heighten all my

I really stopped liking the people at my church for this one. It's my fault in a way because I'm not used to being told no. When people say no to me I just don't understand. My church had a lock-in and wouldn't let me leave.