Personal Narrative-Astrea

It was late one day in June, and the sky was as blue and clear as sparkling wine. I sat back in my hammock reading the book Unbroken enjoying myself, and my uncle came up and asked me if I wanted to play poker with him, 5$ buy in. I jumped at the idea finished my page and went inside the house. Poker is a pretty big thing in my family and I’ve grown up playing and my uncle was one of the best, so spending time with him playing poker is always one of my favorite things to do. We proceed to set up the table, “Texas Holdem“ he says, Jacks to open”. Nothing weird, so we get the game going and the pots getting pretty big when all of the sudden he drops his cards. I stare the cards dead in the eye and see that i'm going to surpass him! He looks

“They themselves looked on when, bloody from my foes, I came from the fight where I had bound five, destroyed a family of giants, and at night in the waves slain water-monsters, suffered great pain, avenged an affliction of the Weather-Geats on those who asked for trouble – ground enemies to bits”(8).

“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.

The night was another quiet one , the morning even more quiet . No more family sit downs at the table , just coffee brewed from whoever wakes up first and help yourself to breakfast. I sat outside the porch with my coffee , first day of October with the fall feeling in the air , I was looking at nothing , I pulled out my cell phone and decided it was time to tell Trever my input on who is doing this. I heard his phone ringing , but it went straight to voice mail , I left a long message explaining everything , hoping this will get him to look into her.

Alistar waved his hand dismissively. "You're a veteran, the new bloods don't get to double cross their point man on the first mission they run. Treachery is earned."

On a Saturday morning, around 10am, my family was getting ready for my niece’s (Maritza) 4-year-old birthday party. After 12:30pm we were already at my sister’s (Adele) house, ready to give my niece a hug and her annual present. At the moment Maritza wasn’t home, so I stalled for a bit. Chatted with their neighbor, few high school friends, and their wife’s. Finally, she showed up along with her father. The first person she hugs is me, I’m her favorite uncle, according to her, as she hugs my legs and looked up and says, “hey uncle J.” I replied “hey?” with a bit of a curiosity on my mind. Her lip had a big red lump. I managed to not ask her what had happened on her lip. I’m thinking it’s a “I fell down” type accident. The party went off, and

“Right is right. I will not murder but I am walking out with the orbs. You are defeated.”

“You don’t want to kill me, Noah.” You warn, your voice low. “They’ll never forgive you if you kill me.”

Ignoring me, he continued, "She broke up up with me because I bought her a simple neclace for her birthday not the diamond bracelet she wanted."

The last rays of the sun gleamed off golden domes and then shot up into the sky to spark the first shimmering of stars. Then the darkness came. Swift it fell, as though a lamp were snuffed out, and the air stilled, and an eerie silence grew. This was no rowdy city; not tonight. It was a city under siege, and word of the dark sorcery of the previous night ran from district to district, house to house, person to person. Fear ruled the shadows tonight. The house doors were shut. The inns were empty. All the city’s windows were barred.

On behalf of Judith's family and Johnson's family; Pulama's auntie and uncle from Las Vegas. Due to circumstances we're sorry we couldn't be here. Pulama is in our thoughts. (please have someone read this on our behalf)

One particularly ugly barbarian stepped forward, a wicked smile dancing around his lips. The barbarian pressed his lance against Athos chest. He closed his eyes. This was it then. He would die and his sister and the baby along with him. A verse came to mind that his grandfather had shared with him many, many years again. Do not go gentle into that good night.

[4] They left to go find Pelias. “Good luck!” shouted King Aeson. “Be careful! Pelias could have weapons!” he warned. “I will!” Jason replied. “Thank you so

They are running back to their walls like maidens! Oh Zeus, how you smile upon us today! Oh look at them flee from my bloody blade! I will throw myself against this tower and run them down within their own city! But I mustn’t disobey Apollo’s words, for he knows what destiny is to come of all of us! I will retreat and rest for the day. But what’s that I hear? The thundering steps of horses at my back. Hektor and his men are coming back for more, I see. Gripping the warm spear with my left hand, I gently held a jagged stone with my right. Aiming at Hektor, I give a quick thrust but missed and

I looked down at the scaled creatures that decorated the page. They were grand in size, and their eyes held a certain ferocity I could never imagined to be tamed. I was amazed. I knew that the veneration of the six was the major religion across the isles of Argaria. But their story was never known to me, I simply thought of them as gods. Individuals who looked down on us from the heavens, but then again I never was taught anything regarding the