Personal Narrative Analysis

Throughout the past year I went through a great deal of undertakings that caused me to become more experienced with my skills and how to overcome various challenges. These really built up my character and the way I am today. In all aspects, this past year consisted of going to Killington, Vermont, my brother going into the Air Force, meeting him in Texas for his graduation of basic training, completing a double backflip on a trampoline, landing a front flip on flat ground, accomplishment of a 2 ½ front flip on a diving board, getting 2nd at leagues, and competing in districts. All of these activities have advanced me in a skill or challenged me to an extent.

On the about last week of March, I, Sgt. A. Walton confiscated an unauthorized Casio G-Shock Gray/Black/Light Blue in color watch that was sent to Nottaway Correctional Center by Offender C. Barker #1421016 family member.

Picture this. The first rays of sunlight pierce the sky; smears of red and orange chasing away the darkness as its queen retreats behind the horizon. Dew shimmers across the fields of grass and clings to the branches of the trees. An elk’s call fills the early morning silence, answered by the bay of wolves. Their hunt is short; within moments the wolves have killed the weakest out of the herd of elk. They proceed to fill their bellies and chew the marrow from the bones before heading back to their den. Elsewhere, a similar scene starts the day. Only this elk’s call is met with the loud report of a rifle; the echo bounces off the crags of the Rockies. Having successfully made a kill, the hunter and his guide move in to snap pictures

June 20: I woke up early this morning to my mom coming into my room. She always barges in using my stuff and that usually gets me annoyed and wakes me up because of how loud she is. My mom always greets me saying good morning once she sees that I am awake. Usually, I’m not always in the best mood when she wakes me up really early so I just tune it out and ignore it. I work every Monday morning so my mom always asks if I want a waffle or bagel, a typical breakfast meal she would easily make. After she asked me if I would like something to eat, that's when I decided to respond. She also asked me what time do I go to work, she always asks every week even though I always go at the same time. After I review our conversation, based on Jack Gibbs

I often think about what I would do if I never began to pursue my art. Would I be as creative? I began making art my main focus during my sophomore year of high school. Before that, I believed I was going to go into the science field. Not only did it become my main focus, but it was my escape from the struggles in my life, and my coping mechanism to handle my depression and anxiety, as cliche as it seems.

In 5th and 6th grade I hated singing. I thought I was awful at it. Then I joined the choir in 7th grade. I thought it would get me out of the classes I hate, but after the 1st quarter I felt way different about it.

My boyfriend and I had such a good first experience here that we came back again, but this time with our friends.

I don’t consider myself a daredevil. I’m not one for roller coasters that shoot you in spirals and fling you upside-down. I play it safe, which often makes me the wet blanket in a room full of adrenaline junkies. The problem is can't just “step out of my comfort zone”, it’s not that easy. Before that eventful summer day at Girls Camp on the chilly peaks of Mount Lemmon, if someone told me I would do such a crazy thing as I actually did, I would probably burst out laughing and say, “No way!” The seconds leading up to it, I told myself I was insane. “Why are you doing this!” I tried to ask myself. I was near hyperventilation, but with reassurance from one of my leader's, Sister Brown, and my friends, I backed off the cliff.

Living in Wyoming people have the option to experience the outdoors. This being camping, hunting or just exploring. We live in a relatively remote area, not many people and even less cities. The landscape and surrounding wildlife draws many tourists during the spring. some come just to go to the national parks others come to explore the vast reaches of this state.

The day that was the most challenging would be the day that my injury had opened my eyes. When I was young I thought that nothing could touch me or hurt me as nothing bad had ever happened to me and I was considered the lucky one as nothing serious happened to me but the ones around me had been the ones to take all the hard falls. Nothing bad had ever happened to me as I was the person who always watched as my friends were the ones hurting themselves severely then I would try to do the same thing and have the same opposite result and would be unscaved. I guess I used all my luck up young as I was working and fell of a 3ft ledge straight on my back knocking myself out as the last thing I remember before was just seeing the sky and feeling as

If I could describe my childhood in three words, it would be “odd yet extraordinary.” Typically, I would wake to find my mother treating a patient. At times, I would not see her until the next morning. Despite what seemed to be a gloomy childhood, these events completely revolutionized my life: I grew a passion for medicine and a voracious desire for learning.

Like me, she also liked horses. Mrs. Prentice’s warm, motherly smile widened as she noticed me smiling.

Enthralled by the bright neon lights of Las Vegas, I found myself in a situation I couldn't forget. The evening breeze of July was hot and humid. Despite the ambient from above, my brain was short-circuiting with anxious thoughts. I was about to collapse; I was terrified, yet I pretended to be calm.

This year was an amazing year that I will keep with me for the rest of my life. There were so many good memories that I have shared with my friends that made this year among the best years of high school. I have had many opportunities in sports and in academics that have made me a better person. For example, every single sport that I play builds character that I will use in every job that I ever encounter.

“No, no no! That’s not how you do it! THIS is how you do it.” That was my mantra as a young child. Back then, I came across as bossy and mean. As I matured, I soon realized that I was simply trying to help. Albeit, in the wrong way. I was being a help nonetheless. As an adult, I have learned that my passion is seeing or hearing a problem and working to solve it. Now I work with people instead of bossing them around, but it is this passion that makes me believe wholeheartedly that I am perfect for the Customer Success Agent position at Next Chapter.