Personal Narrative-Aria Robin Hunter

“Shut up, Alec. Tessa, this is Alec, my pain in the ass cousin.” I waved as a way of greeting. Talking would just hurt too much right now.

First of all I was in my dark room with the only light being my t.v, I playing Xbox with my friend Skylar, we were playing Rainbow Six Siege a counter terrorism shooter. It was a late on a dark, stormy night, it was bomb objective and only I was left on the team to face five other enemies defusing the bomb and I slowly and stealthy with his silenced pistol picked off about two enemies outside the objective roaming and then pulled out his primary the 416-C Assault Rifle and went in blazing in the objective and his heart was racing he picked off another two enemies and that’s when he began guarding the defuser waiting to find the last enemy. “Can you search cams Skylar?” I asked Skylar.

After walking in on his sub cheating on him with the security guard, Taden McIntire had decided it was time to make a change. He wanted to have a life where he didn’t hate himself at the end of the day like he did working on Wall Street. Reading an advertisement for new entrepreneurs in the small southern town of Cedar Falls, Taden decided to roll the dice and move.

Bethany Hamilton screamed "I got attached by a shark". Her friend Alana, her dad Holt, and her brother Bryan rushed to get to her. Holt got there first, staring at her arm being gone, but stops because he knew if he didin't hurry she would die of blood loss. Bryan called 911, and waited for the ambulance. When the ambulance came, they rushed to get her to the hospital. A couple of hours went by, Bethany got out of surgery. After all the visits and stuff she asked when can she get back in the water? The Doctor said it would take a long time for her to get use to having only one arm. The doctor talked a lot but all she could think of was the ocean. Thats when she made a promise to be on a surfboard by Thanksgiving Day.

The front door chimed at Theron & Son’s Tuxedo Shop as the proud African-American Mr Hayden Lewis was trailed by his aloof muscular college freshman son, Jayden. Jayden’s only sibling, Cassie, was to get married the next morning; he just flown-in for her wedding against his feelings to her soon-to-be husband.

Ella Wood. That’s who I am just Ella Wood a 16 year old girl who never really had much going on and who not many people knew. At least that’s what I had thought a few hours ago when my name wasn’t on the news and pretty much every other place that you could think of. You may be confused as to what I’m talking to you about, so let me tell you a story. Let me warn you though this is not just any story, but my story. First of all let me introduce myself a bit better. I live in a town that’s kind of big and called Blackview. I love to make music it’s one of my special talents and I could also dance. I have an older brother named Tyler. I also have a twin brother named Ethan we’re practically inseparable. We’ve done a lot of things together and

Freshman Ella. It’s a scary thought, but for this story we have to go back to March of my freshman year at an event called Chamber Festival, which is basically when you play in small groups instead of large orchestras. In our school orchestra I was second chair viola which, me only being a freshman, was a very big deal. At least it was for me. Many of my other friends in orchestra already had their own instruments, and I felt like it was time to get one of my own. So for months I begged my parents. I insisted that I wouldn’t give up playing in a year or two, that I really would stick with it long enough for the investment to make sense. Finally, in the beginning of 2015, they agreed to get me a viola. Now was the hard part, agreeing

Sitting with my laptop in the front room of my house, I nervously wait for one of my church youth leaders to arrive. Family pictures smile from the wall above the dusty piano and colorful patterns burst from pillows thrown haphazardly on the old, brown couch. At last, I hear a knock at the door and rush to open it, revealing a woman standing at the door. Seeing her cheerful smile, I begin to relax. What was I so worried about? This is Emily Wilson, an amazing, wonderful woman. I lead her over to sit on the couch, taking my place across from her. Despite her apology for being so “gross” in her purple tank top and black workout leggings, she has an aura of confidence and cheerfulness that leaves no room for my own nerves.

I hear it from my bed, my mom’s flip-flops hitting the floor. Dread fills me as the footsteps get closer and closer. “Si se la pasa ahorita”. She forces the phone into my hand and mouths that es tu abuelita. She walks out and I’m left with silence on the other line. I take a deep breath and practice the words in my head as quickly as I can. “Hola Abuelita, como estas?” A million things run through my head. I could tell her about my friends, my grades, the movie that I saw or how I really love her and how I miss her, but none of that comes out. It’s a quick “how are you?...I’m good...Say hi to everyone for me. I love you” I hurriedly end the conversation, pushing the phone back into my mom’s hands and running away to my room.

In Amicalola falls, me and my cousin Tamara were hiking on the trail. I turned to Tamara and said,

To survive was the greatest challenge that I’d ever faced in my life. Hello, I’m Harry, and I was subjected to something that I’d never forget, mainly due to my PTSD… So, yeah. Anyway, we’ll get into that later; let’s start at the beginning.

He was speechless, completely stunned by the words spewing from my mouth. “No offense, but you’re sounding like a true queer. Trade spots with me then, my dude. I’ll happily let Mrs. Sorun look whenever, touch wherever, and do whatever she wants as long as I continue to have the honor of getting to bathe in her presence.”

I watch the expression on her face drop before she replies,”Nothing… Nothing. Why would there be anything wrong with you?” Her voice sounds unsure, like she could choke on her words at any moment. ”Then tell me,” I scream, “tell my why everyone always leaves?” I caught her off guard, I know it. “Tell me why everyone leaves. Why I am always alone at night when the monsters come out and I most need someone. Or why no one ever seems to care. Am I just a temporary thing? A pit stop?”

I was known for being the awkward girl from apartment ten. I would spend my afternoons watching all the boys playing soccer and all the girls playing dress up with their Barbie’s. They were enjoying their childhood and I longed for that happiness. Whenever someone knocked at my door, I dropped whatever I was doing and I would run to answer it with the hope that it was someone wanting to play with me. One day the manager’s daughter, Melanie, knocked at my door asking me if I wanted to play with her. My heart skipped a beat and I ran to my room and grabbed all my dolls my little arms could hold. My heart was filled with joy, I was ready to play whatever game she wanted.

Aria went on her usual path home, It had no other walkers on it but that 's why she loved it so dearly. As Aria walked home her quietness got interrupted when she heard crunching in the leaves. She looked around and saw no one. ‘’Aria honey is that you,I have been looking for you”said a voice Aria couldn 't locate. ‘’Leave me alone how do you know my name’’shouted Aria. Suddenly a thin figure comes out of the woods. As it approached Aria she saw a thin light skinned women with green eyes wearing jeans,a tshirt,and a face filled with joy. The women also had the same