Personal Narrative: Bad Bacteria

As I pulled into the Mount Hope Auction, there was one thing I noticed; I was the only person in a motor vehicle. Never been to Amish Country before, I was a little flustered as I arrived to the surveillance detail with Veterinary Medical Officer Dr. Frew. With the recent outbreak of Highly Pathogenic Avian Influenza that was sweeping the Midwest, it was essential to check flocks in Ohio. There I was, with sweat dripping down my back and swabbing diligently at the throats of hundreds of chickens. Families and children would approach me and ask what we were doing with the birds, and using what little Dutch I collected in the hours I was there, I educated them about the virus. Between birds, Dr. Frew would ask me questions about my background

wrong hands a car can be a deadly weapon but for most of us it is

I was trying to run as fast as I can from my village. I knew the Black Plague was coming after me. I was only a mile away from the outside of London. My village, Lakonia , everyone died but my dog and I. The year was 1466. I could hear people talking from ahead. After another couple minutes of running, I was in London. No one seemed in pain or infected. I knew this was the place for my dog, Scar, and I, Titan.

We both started out in the same place, in an abandoned warehouse in Tampa, Florida. It. was just Anthony and myself, Glenn. On October 13, 2025 the day of the outbreak, Anthony was in a hospital recovering from a head injury. He was asleep when I went to get him out of there. I had to get him out of the hospital, there were creatures walking around the earth with blood on their faces, trying to eat people like Anthony and I. We called these creatures, biters.

When the endemic of flesh consuming creatures of un-death starts I’ll most likely be at home watching videos on YouTube when I hear of the pandemic of flesh devouring abominations and the first thing I would do is go to the bathroom, plug the bath and turn on the water to created reservoir because clean water will be invaluable not only for survival but for trade as well since I plan to be a trader. Next I would build a secure store room and beef up defenses, if I’m going to be a merchant like I plan I need to keep my things safe and in my possessive I mean why would you trade valuable resources like food, water, ammo, or weapons for thing you could just take so I would team up with or just buy a local group of raiders/militia to protect my

My persona started doing bad when he started hanging out with his friends in the same neighborhood he joined the gang started doing drugs and tagging on the wall so this happened when he burly entered 7th grade until he started noticing that the kids that were seating next to him they live in the same neighborhood as where my persona lives as well. So he started talking to them and started being friends the next day. So the whole year pass and entering 8th grade his friends were making a krew called S.D.K which stands for Sick Demands Krew and so wasn't a be fan of being a gang banger so he rejected the offered so then two months pass and then two kids came up to him and said where you from and luis said no where but then the two kids still

Within the databases of Norton Headquarters, a single text file is kept with considerable security. A humiliating incident in which a virus completely annihilated it’s host computer while under Norton’s protection, and only was prevented from spreading by the host’s destruction. Other than the CEO of Norton Enterprises, the only other being that is informed about the situation is the victim; me, Ace.

It was the same way with the traveling circus, I never liked circuses. Nowhere in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine joining the circus until 2 years ago. But I did anyway, for the same reason I got on the train car.

The last time I was ill or injured was this past December and I had a really case of whooping cough. I personally don’t like to be sick because being sick means that you have to sit out from activities. While being sick you always have that one person who watches over you and makes sure you have what you need. I got the privilege to eat in my room and stay in bed all day without disruptions or being told to get up. My mom also did everything for me; she brought me food, medicine, and things to drink to me in bed. She also was extra nice to me; she babied me in a way. My grandma on the other hand felt as if I should give myself medince and I shouldn’t have stayed in the bed all day. Because shes elder she has the mindset that you can “work

After playing the game I got the following results: Round 1;It’s the spaceship for me!, Round 2; I’ll take the silicon!, and Round 3;Letmy body Die!

I am a lousy speller. Luckily I complete all of my assignments on a computer that has spell check. That being said, my number one pet peeve is when people communicate using shortened words and acronyms. LOL, OMG, BRB, pleez, wut, and so on. I’m not sure why it bothers me but when I see or hear someone using them I cringe. As far as grammar goofs, I am guilty of many! Even as I write this I feel insecure about my grammar. Should there be a comma?? Oh no, more passive voice! There are so many rules! This chapter may become my new best friend.

It was the summer before sixth grade, I was ten years old. It was late at night, around 11 o’clock, when we were leaving our friends’ rented camp. The sky was black, no stars, no moon. We didn't have to go very far, just down the lake where our camp was.

Growing sick is a rare occurrence for me but when it finally strikes, it strikes hard. At first, it only caused headaches and throat burns, but then escalated into stomach pains and a scorching hot fever. Unfortunately, that day my sickness wasn’t an ordinary flu or cold. It was the day my mom and I were struck with food poisoning. Thankfully, the rest of my family provided support and materials to assist us through that uncomfortable time.

Alright, this is something defiantly NoSleep worthy. There’s no doubt in my mind. It’s really weird, maybe (I’m hoping) you guys can’t help me figure out what exactly went down. But, first. You need to know everything I know. So, here it is:

I knew that we were not the careful but for some reason the possibility of her getting pregnant never registered. The next words that came out of mouth proved just how immature I was and just how prepared I wasn’t. I looked at her somewhat discombobulated and shook my head while I was speaking and in a shaky voice I said, “How did this happen?” “Did you do this on purpose?” She looked at me and I could tell that she was disappointed in me but I also knew that she was mad. She stood there shaking her head. Then she started walking back and forth. I knew then that not only was she mad but she was angry. She put her head down to stare at the ground for a moment and when she lifted her head up she pierced her eyes at mine and she said, “How the hell do you think this happened? We had sex and you didn’t use a condom and I didn’t make you. Are you that stupid that you don’t know how babies are made? And no stupid, I didn’t do this on purpose!” She continued to curse at me for the next fifteen minutes and I just sat there and let her. I didn’t say anything, mostly because I didn’t want to make her madder but more so because I didn’t know what to