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.

Jerry wakes up in a dissociative state still hungover from the previous night’s drug binge, nullifying the pain with a fluffy, symmetrical line of Peruvian cocaine and a tightly packed bowl of luminescent green, trichome plastered cannabis nug sourced from California out of his Illadelph bong; naturally, Jerry was quite the aficionado in recreational drug use and progressive dependency. As dopamine floods his prefrontal cortex he’s invigorated with a renewed sense of grandiosity; he looks in the mirror, his eyes are sunken in, the pallor of his complexion is ghostly, an apparition of a once revered public figure. He averts his eyes to his many awards and commendations for a brief moment, before the cannabis takes effect. He brushes

For many, their formative years have a large influence on who they become as adults. This can happen in many different ways including new experiences, discovering a new sport or hobby, and uncovering what they are passionate about. For me, this was falling in love with a new language from a very young age and becoming very interested in the culture that was associated with it.

At the end of my Junior year, I watched all of my older friends work on scholarships and prepare for graduation. Everyone seemed to know what they wanted to go to school for, and what they wanted to do after they graduated. While watching them, I began to reflect on the past school year, thinking back to the first week of school sitting in the locker room talking to to my friends about how we are ready to be seniors and figure out what we want to do with our lives. But, listening to all the seniors talking about their majors and schools, I began to feel nauseous. I had no clue what I wanted to do after high school. Was I supposed to have that figured out already? I then began to have questions thrown at me left and right throughout the summer.

I believe that opportunities that are not taken only open up more opportunities in the future.

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

event. The fact of the matter was, the men that knew about the site had been killed earlier on by the Mexicans. No one knew about it until, than one US Army Colonel Clayton arrived and asked them why they didn’t use any of the gear in the bunker. Of course, the Marines response to that question was, ‘What bunker?’

As I sit in the chair of my high school classroom I often feel remorseful of some decision I made as a young girl. these decision would affect me later on in life, and lessons would be learned from my mistakes.

I am not going to lie, it took me a quick minute to figure out how to actually access the Atomic Learning tutorials that were meant for us to watch. I was too stuck exploring the main webpage to see what was right in front of my face. However, once I did find were the links were located, I did really enjoy the content of each tutorial. My laptop currently is running Windows 7 and as we all know that was the first section of tutorials. There are many interesting features hidden within the Windows 7 platform that I myself was not aware of. Just to touch on a few of my personal favorites, one of which being the "Aero Snap" feature which allows you to easily resize and reposition the size of the screen you are using. This allows you to view each

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.

During Spring Quarter of freshman year, I lost a family member that was battling cancer for a while. My aunt was the closest person to me and she was the only mentor I had growing up. She encouraged and supported me through high school and the start of collage. This was one of the hardest times of my life. Her last few months took a huge toll on me because I had to juggle attending and focusing on my classes and spending nights at the hospital. My friend also passed away right before my freshman year spring quarter finals week from a car accident. It was too late for me to withdraw from any of my classes at the time but I knew that I did not have it in me to make it through the last week of school. I studied for my finals while we prepared

I hope youre having a great day. I just wanted to touch basis with you about the concerns we talked about last week. The reason I asked about the resources is because Ive fallen behind on my monthly bills by two months and received an eviction notice a week ago. My landlord has worked closely with me but she called on today and told me she has to call a sheriff out soon. Im not sure what all happens when a sheriff is called but it's part of the eviction process. She informed me first in case I want to find a place to stay before so that I can move my things but I dont have any place to go. I moved into my home in January, 2015 right after I had my son. I used the pay I received from short term, (maternity), to pay the first and second month's

Ever since I was a young girl I’ve always been interested in different things. I never wanted to play with dolls or watch new cartoons. I enjoyed being outside playing with my animals or watching the Discovery channel. When I was around 6 or 7 my mom let me go to work with my grandpa in the summer. He worked at our local animal clinic here in Carrizo Springs with Dr. Taylor. Every morning I would wake up excited to spend the day working with my grandpa. He would let me help him around the clinic and show me how to take care of the dogs and cats. I would help people bring in their animals for checkups and when I was lucky I was able to watch him outside working with the bigger animals. I was young but I found it so fascinating and interesting