Personal Narrative: Animal Crossing

My dad picked me up from school that day. I felt really uncomfortable trying to ask if he had heard anything about my mom. He felt really uneasy and I knew something was up. I just thought that mom was hurt and he was trying not to alarm me. Once we got home he told me to “Sit down. I have important news to tell you.” I responded “Why do I have to sit down.” “Just do as I say” He said. I sat down pretty confused. “ Your mother is dead son. I knew how much you loved her and she meant to you.”He said. When I processed what he said my entire world came crashing

As I was laying on the cushioned couch on a Saturday afternoon, my phone began buzzing in my dark black Nike basketball shorts. As I read the caller ID I noticed that it was my mom. As soon as I picked up the phone I knew something was wrong. My mom's voice was scratchy, and depressed. As I picked up the phone she immediately told me the horrifying news. For a few seconds I had to comprehend what I was hearing. After I analyzed what she had said I screeched my lungs out, bawling hysterically, as if I had heard that the world was ending. For a moment I couldn't breathe, hearing that our healthy Chihuahua had passed away. After that tragic day, about a few months later, even though I was still awestruck by that wretched day the question finally

As i got home from riding on the school bus i ran into my driveway then into my house.I had let out a strong yelp for my mom i heard no response back, i was confused and thought in my head ( were had my mom gone i know she doesn’t have work to day neither any arrens today,then where could my mom be?)Just as i was about to let out another yelp my sister came down stairs,she knew exactly what i was going to ask her.

The week one Gamescape Simulation was very helpful to me. I wont lie, I was feeling somewhat overwhelmed as to how to approach each ressource provided by the University. I am very glad that we will have these simuations every week. Each resource was explained to me very clearly, but to me the most valuable one would definitely be the University's library. The library will provide me with peer reviewed articles. These articles are written by scholars,and by other respected proffessors. In turn, it will facilitate my academic growth in the University of Phoenix.

When I woke up in the morning, my mom had left for work. My dad was singing in the kitchen, banging pots around. I got up, tiptoed down the hall, washed my face. A neatly wrapped present lay on the bathroom counter. It was addressed to me. I stuffed it into my robe pocket, and rushed back down the hall. Under the covers, I opened the package. On the first page of a small, leather notebook, an inscription read: to a writer, love your mother. I never wrote anything in the notebook. I could never think of anything good

The following day we packed our things and prepared to move, the tension in the house could be

As the first days of high school began, the first practices of the freshman football team quickly followed. In just several weeks, the coaching staff had prepared us for our first game against Arcadia. However, no one seemed to be perturbed about them. Instead, Liberty’s following week’s opponent was the cynosure. We would face off against Sunrise Mountain, our rivals. It was no doubt the biggest game of the season. If we lost, we would disgrace Liberty, but in our minds, losing was never an option.

I was so excited! I could not stay still in line. It was finally our turn to go we started in this small corn maze. People with scary costumes popped out of the corn and try to scare us. There costumes were so cool they had zombies with bloody all over them. After we got out of the little corn maze we wint into this house. WOW! It was really dark in there and fogy. It look super cool and scary with all the spider webs and spiders. We had to walk through the house to get to the tractor. So we walked, people were popping out from right to left. We finally got out of that dark and foggy house.

One Saturday afternoon while sitting at home feeling bored, I looked up her name up in the phone book. I dialed the number and a man's voice answered. I hung up the phone and dialed again and hung up. This went on for perhaps 2-3 minutes. Half an hour later the operator called on our telephone with my mom saying “It won't happen again.”

September 27th 2009. I was on my dad’s weekend and my mom was in the hospital for a weeks. I would visit her every day and sometimes bring her flowers. But on september 27th I woke up and walked into my living room and my dad was sitting on the couch looking sad. I asked what was wrong and then a knock was heard on the door it was my step dad and half brother. My step dad had puffy eyes he was crying. He told me to sit down and my brother came out and sat next to me. My dad looked at us and he spoke up your mother had just passed this morning. I was shocked I was hurt I was scared.I didn’t know if i should cry or run away. I’ve learned that losing someone you love is tough.

Defying the Nuclear Family: Shortly after my seventh birthday, my parents began having fights much more often than they previously had in the past. Less than half a year later on January 15, 2005 their divorce became finalized and my father moved out of the house. For the first few months while he searched for a home to buy, my nine year old sister and I lived solely with our mother. Soon after, we began going back and forth between our parents’ houses, living at one house for a week and then switching over to the other the next. The two houses could not have been any more polar in how they were run, at my mother’s house there were strict rules and expectations to be followed.

Every morning I still wake up thinking that she is there drinking her tea in her room , watching tv. Then suddenly the truth comes rushing up to me and I realize that it is just a dream hanging around me still, and a cold despair fall upon me. I feel empty inside. My mother’s death was a really sobering experience I’ve passed through. It was the most devastating loss in my life.

It was a bone chilling January night; my mom received a call at about 11:15 PM, a call that changed my life forever. My Aunt June was on the other line. She was crying so hard my mother could barely understand her. Through the sobbing my mom finally understood that Brian, my cousin, had been in a horrible accident and she didn’t know how bad it was. My mother jumped out of the bed after she hung up the phone. She screamed up the stairs at my sister and me; it was a nerve shrilling scream. I could hear fear in her voice. My mom was always yelling at us growing up if we forgot to do something. She would even get us out of bed to finish something that wasn’t done completely. This particular

It was May 17th, 2011, it was a normal school day when my brother and I were told that my mom called to say that she was picking us up early. I was anxious, wondering why we were going home early and breaking our usual routine. When my mom came to get us, the first thing that I noticed was that she didn’t greet us with her usual smile. I was 9 years old, very observant, but not able to sense what was to come. We got into the car, when I asked my mom where we were going hoping

The next day when I woke up I was in a delightful mood. I couldn’t wait to go see how much money my mother made from her job. I got dressed up super fast and ran down the stairs. I quickly stopped my tracks when I went to the kitchen and saw no trace of my mother. The silence of the room was