Personal Narrative: Aug. 9

*disclaimer: bare with me... the next 5 chapters are crap because i wrote them over a year ago...chapter 19 will be the start of some great shit*

He knew it was going to be a no excuses to lose to weather and it was going to be a good day for fans to watch football tonight. He had met with Kyle Cannon who was the quarterback for the team and a running back on the team named Dion Gordon;

August 15th was so memorable for me because it was the day I gave my daughter up for adoption. It was one long and hard process for me to go through, but I knew it was for the best. I needed someone who could give my child the stability and maturity that I knew I couldn't provide at the time. It took me a few weeks, but out of the 5 couples I interviewed, I finally decided to go with a couple named Glen and Lisa to be the proud parents of my baby girl. They had been trying to concieve for the last 8 and a half years, but none of the available treatments seemed to work for them. I chose Glen and Lisa because they had this upbeat energy about them. They were always smiling and being positive, even when the worse situations occured. They were also very well respected throughout their community, and didn't hesitate to help out at shelters, donate anything and everything they could get their hands on, and even volunteer at the community center after school to help kids with their studies. They are inspirational people if

Throwback to 2007, When I was 5, Life was good, And I was in kinder, I lived in

Awakened when AV said “Everybody ready?” to the jv group chat, I knew that I wasn’t prepared for what the day had in store me. As we walked into the jv locker room after what was a short drive in Stratford, Texas, we knew that coach had high expectations. After getting all geared up we heard the words that I dreaded “Alright let’s head that way!”, said coach Lovorn. During warm ups the thought of getting hit by upperclassmen was the only thing that crossed my mind. They had once been in my place and taken big hits from upperclassmen before. It was certain that they were looking to do the same thing to us freshmen. After warm ups concluded, it was time for individual offense. The linemen went to the chutes to work on our footwork. Following

There isn’t much I do in the Summer. I go biking, swimming, and sleeping, for the most part during Summer time. All of this changed the Summer of 2009. I was sitting in the backseat by myself. My two brothers were in the next seats, then my parents. The heat this Summer was brutal. The heat was like being a gladiator in the Roman Colosseum that has no chance of winning. The only thing, besides the heat, that made this horrible was that I was going to a waterpark. This would be a gift for many kids, but it wasn’t for me. I had a terrible fear of waterparks. I’m not sure why it was just something I always had.

I turn my alarm off for the sixth time before I finally glance at the clock. It's 5:45 A.M. I overslept. I rush to shower, get dressed, and brush my teeth. Then expertly apply concealer in an effort to hide the bags under my eyes. There's not enough time left for me to eat breakfast or blow dry my hair so I grab a to-go shake -the same as yesterday- and throw my hair into a bun. It's 6:30 and I'm standing at the foot of my driveway using my phone as a flashlight since the moon can't light my path because it's hidden behind the clouds. Eventually the bus pulls up and I sit through the same tired silence as the week before.

“Seven” … “I’m looking forward to it.” He had just asked me to the dance and will be at my house at seven. I sat on my bed in awe, biting my nails, breathing heavily, and making up reasons why I can’t go and I couldn't think of one. The same girl who didn't have any friends was now going to the dance with someone. I looked at my knotty hair in the mirror and knew that it is going to be a problem. It was as knotty as a lion’s mane and I couldn't brush it through. I skidded to my mother's bathroom, snatched her black hair dye, and rubbed it into my hair with little position. Whilst my hair was getting ruined for the 10th time with hair dye, I looked through my sister's closet.”Creek” I opened the whimsical, wooden closet in my sisters bright

He starts his wind-up. Loads and releases. Right in the wheelhouse. I have a moment where I'm in the zone and everything except for me is slow, giving me more than enough time to react. As it approaches home plate, about 3 feet left, I start my swinging feeling the movement, inch by inch. 3, 2, 1, CRACK!

It was 9o degrees in California as my mother was driving  me to the airport, I felt a wave of cold air. Then i saw a boy in the backseat of my moms car. I jumped, He looked about my age with blonde hair, blue eyes, tan skin, a plaid jacket, and the most beautiful smile you could ever see. I turned my head for a second and he was GONE.I didn’t know what it was so I tried to put it out of my head. My mom was asking me what's wrong and I said nothing because I knew if I told her she would freak out and ask me a whole bunch of questions. I got out of the car and went into the airport I saw a whole bunch of people. But they looked weird they had blood dripping out of their eyes and their clothes were ripped. I couldn't believe

"She had a solid reputation as a crisp, vivid writer of short stories set in Louisiana, where she had lived for 14 years" ("A Look Back"). I wrote many of my stories about experiences in my life. I always loved to read and learn new things as a child. As I grew older, there were many hard times and that helped me to be the lady I was. Some of my stories were very well known, and others not so much. My rough childhood, mother, and family friends influenced me to write; the short stories and novels I wrote were influenced by my favorite authors which caused me to write about controversial topics.

It was really hard to stay relaxed the next day. I’d get looks from Alex because he knew something was up. If Rhonda was suspicious, she didn’t show it. The second class bell rang and I headed to the front of the school where I paced until my mom arrived.

On September 21, 2008, my dad and I were heading to soccer. As we were driving, we ran across a stray dog. It was a Black Labrador. She was SO cute! We decided to let it into our car and we took her home to help her. We gave her food and water and for a week or two, we looked for her owner… we couldn’t find the owner. We didn’t know what to do with her so we decided to keep her. She was the best dog ever! She was so sweet, nice, and fun!

Have you ever heard a song that has brought you back to a special moment in your life? Music, which holds such a huge part of mine, constantly reminds of the memories that I have retained over the years. There are many songs that allow me to reminisce on those important times and experiences; from my first love, to summer days at the pool and late night sleepovers with my friends. Out of my long list, I think that a few songs in particular best represent my own personal “soundtrack” to my life.

so, right now i am sitting on my 900-1000 dollar comupter typing this to you. I hope we grauated, and i know we will. Right now, I'm listening to "Daft Labeouf - Harder, Better, Faster, Do it" kinda modivational. Anyhow, i im getting alright grades, and im fairly happy right now, grant left a while ago, around 12:30 i think. i've been palying cs:go and ive been getting better at it. so, now for my dreams. I hope in the near future i have a allright house and i am happy. It doesn't haft to be a fancyass house with lots of 1000-10000 dollar things in it, it just hast to be a place that it comfy and i have privacy in. i hope that we have money to go and spend and be happy with. i hope we also still play games. sometimes i worry