Personal Narrative-Ayla's Actions

I really enjoyed this chapter and there are some dynamics that I know all too well. The family model and the complexities are something I haven’t know until more recent, at least a certain dynamic of it. I families want and expect me to be a certain way. I think about my wife and how she would try to exclude me and how she seemed happier when I was on drugs. She grew up in a family of six where the father, for the most part was absent. Lee had left for four years of Kyia’s life for reasons I never pursued and probably aren’t known, meaning that rarely does a person commit to such a change without have multiple motivators. For the most part I wasn’t a drug user throughout our marriage, my faith was extremely important to me, and still is.

“Mom, just relax. Everything is okay; it isn’t what it seems. I’ll explain from the very beginning.”

RUN! GO NOW!” Ava screamed as she was pushing Mia. They both rushed up the stairs and swung open the door at the top as the big, heavy, door that creaked when you opened it. The door leaded to the outside of the big creepy house. It was like a dog chasing a cat. Ava lived right next door so all they had to do was hop the fence and they were safe. Ava pulled herself up and leaped over the fence so fast like she had done that a million times before. and was perfectly safe but Mia was stuck. “Come on Mia! They are right behind you!” Ava shouted as she was peeking through the fence. Ava grabbed Mia’s hand and pulled her over. They both fell to the ground, and looked at each other with so much

“I don’t know I looked down and…” I started to panic. I ran over to my mom

“Fine.” Lyla slammed Tacey’s door closed. Tacey didn’t understand what it was like for Lyla at school. All the other kids asked whether Tacey was alright, but not kindly. Just yesterday, a boy had asked whether Tacey had committed suicide yet.

“I’ve got a wonderful job offer so we are moving to Georgia,” her dad had spit out, finishing her mother’s sentence. Caylee’s happiness came tumbling down. Now she had wished it Zoe was getting something instead of this. “How could something like this happen?!” she had thought. Caylee didn’t want to move, she didn’t want to reply, she didn’t want to leave her friends, and she didn’t want to cry. Caylee ran out of the kitchen as her eyes filled with tears. Her mom had tried to grab as she ran, but she had pulled away.

"Anima?" I questioned looking in her eyes squeezing her shoulders. "Jacob he-" she finished the sentence in a burst of sobs. She didn't need to say more. "We're telling mom and dad come on." "Tyler stop no please they can't know." "Anima Grace, you are not going to let him get away with this." My anger boiling inside me

“God, I miss you so much Kris,” Analeigh Remington whispered softly, standing in front of her twin sister’s headstone. Tears were quickly falling and mascara was running down her pale face as a sob escaped her lips. She didn’t attempt to hide the tears and she definitely didn’t care how she looked. Nothing really mattered. Her sister was dead! She looked up at the sky and shook her head before sitting down on the bright green grass. “I... I just want you back,” Ana cried. The fifteen year old brought her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs and rocking back and forth as gut wrenching sobs escaped. Today was the one day every year that she would break down without fail. Usually. Usually she was able to make it home before

Garrett’s 6 year old sister, Megan, fled down the steps, sprinting the whole way down. Sweat had plummeted down from her face, leaving beads of sweat dripping on her forehead. Her eyes were glistening and glazing with tears, to the point where she was about to cry. “Garrett! I-I didn’t know what to do!

Goodluck having a good time now,” Laurel walked away cackling like a witch. Jackie looked around at all the people she considered to be her friends. Every single one of them chose Laurel over her. Jackie took one last look at the people she once had loved and turned around. She ran as fast as she could in her too tight jeans to the soccer bleachers. She ran up to the very top of them and went into the corner where the top fence met the side railing and sat down. She looked up at the sky trying to get the tears to go back into her eyes, but her efforts were fruitless. She gave up and let the tears pour out of her eyes. Jackie never cried, but now, more than ever, she couldn’t hold it in. Every emotion she had held inside of her from the past few days was coming out now. She cried for what seemed like forever. After her reservoir of tears was all dried up Jackie pulled herself together and got her phone out to text her dad to come and get

She rushed to see what was happening. The night before, Paul had drank himself into oblivion. He had awakened in a very foul mood. When she walked into her mother’s bedroom, Paul was hovering over Nova on the bed, repeatedly punching her in the face and head. She quickly noticed that her mother was frantically trying to protect something in her arms. Nova was screaming “Paul! Get off me!” repeatedly. It was Joey, Kayla’s eight month old brother, with a bottle in his mouth! As Paul violently struck Nova again, Kayla sprinted across the room and yanked the baby from Nova’s arms. She ran, with Joey crying in her arms, to the telephone in the kitchen. Kayla was trembling with fear and anger as she clumsily dialed 911. As the operator answered “911. What is your emergency?” Paul stormed into the kitchen, grabbed the phone from her hand and shattered it against the wall. He then proceeded to yell at Kayla, with a fire of rage burning in his eyes, shouting “Who the hell do you think you are? Coming into my house? I provide this house, your food, and the electricity for you! But you are and ungrateful little brat! Man, I don’t need this from

Kamryn was driving home from school when suddenly she got a call from her mom. Her dad, Clinton had a heart attack and doesn’t have long left to live. Up until this single accident that has started a chain of events, Kamryn’s life had been coming along fine. She had gotten married four months ago, only had three weeks until she was going to graduate from college, and the day before got accepted into the biggest fashion company in New York. Her parents had been divorced for several years, but she had agreed with their decision. After she told her husband Hunter that she would be leaving for North Carolina, she got an airplane ticket and left. Once the plane landed Kamryn went straight to the hospital only to see her mom talking to the lawyer. As her mother looked over at her, Kamryn realized she would never again see her father. All those memories that she once shared with him flashed before her eyes, making pancakes in the morning, playing board games, and getting up for Christmas. She was devastated. The next day Kamryn, her brother Maxx and her mother Circe went to the lawyer’s office to look

She found herself trapped in her own home with the two people she hated, who had been waiting for her to arrive. She quickly walked down the stairs without saying a word to her parents. She finally emerged from her grey painted room to see them sitting on the coach with a pair of boxers on the table. Last week Anzlee had Sawyer, who is Anzlee´s boyfriend, and a couple of her friends over. A small get together you could call it, with alcohol, drugs and movies. Turns out she failed to clean up everything. Anzlee had forgotten to look under her bed. Such a rookie mistake, that will now cost her everything. She sat down in a chair across from her parents and cleared her brain. She sat there ignoring everything they were saying, she didn't care. As she sat there hearing nothing her parents were screaming their heads off. ¨ Anzlee what the hell were you thinking? Sleeping with a boy, under our roof . in our household!¨ she continued to sit there with a look of annoyance on her face. ¨you need to get your *** together, you don't do anything for this family, your grades are horrible, you dress like you should be standing on the corner, what do you even have going for yourself

“I saw my mother. Now where’s my mom? I want to see her,” Avalon pleaded.

Matter of fact Ally didn’t meet Zoey in the library like Ally said she would. Zoey started looking all over for Ally, and she could not find her. Untill Zoey spotted Ally hanging out with the popular girls. Ally tried to act like she didn’t see Zoey, so Zoey walked up to Ally , and all the other girls walked away. “Ally why didn’t you meet me in the library I thought we were bestie we were always together we always went on vacations together, and now on the first day of middle school you wanna just leave me for the popular girls I see how it is!” Zoey shouted. “No Zoey wait Zoey i’m sorry.” Ally cryed. Zoey sobbed, “I don’t care if you hang out with them just do what you wanna do because you already became friends with them, and you left me out so bye Ally.” Zoey darted straight for the door.