Personal Narrative-Blue's Acknowl

I have always been a go-getter. Likewise, I’ve always been a visionary individual, if not a bit of a dreamer. Ever since I was little, I was fascinated by so much—books, movies, and the simple mysteries of the world—and wanted to be active in all of them. Similarly, during high school, I have worked my hardest and strived to learn and become the best I could be. If I was interested in something, whether it be in the arts or education or just something that sparked my curiosity, I would jump fully into it and try to learn more about it. I feel that with UK Blue, I can continue that mentality in college. With UK Blue, I can immerse myself into the world of law much faster than if I pursue a normal degree. Being involved in law classes as early

“I can see what you intend to do. You want to kill the wolf. This cannot be, for it is the natural order of life. He is the predator we are the prey. Some of us will live while others die it is the will of nature.”

Enter. A simple word that has so many meanings to me. In this instance, it meant to begin exporting a film from Final Cut onto Quicktime. Such a small act at that moment felt like one of the greatest feats of my life. I leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms as I watched the bar begin to load, signaling that my film would be finished exporting in forty-two minutes. Forty-two minutes until it was finished and another two and a half hours before it was to be shown in front of a crowd of hundreds of parents, children, industry professionals, and more.

To be addled, as defined by the Oxford Dictionary, is the inability to think clearly, or to simply be confused. Uncomfortably standing in the corner of a despondent hospital room, crisp air blowing down my neck, the monotonous sound of doctors’ mumbles gradually faded into a pool of somber. My hands anxiously tapped against the smooth, egg-colored wall. I was only five years old, a dependent, whiny child, completely unaware of the situation; for I was addled. For some reason, I felt like I had been submerged in the color blue, as everything from floor to ceiling in that miserable room had been of that shade.

The girl in blue also known as Katie woke up Christmas eve feeling happy. She brushed her teeth,took a shower, and ate breakfast. She went up stairs to wake up her little brother Johnny. As she woke him up she gave him a bath, and brushed his teeth. She carried little Johnny down the staircase so he can eat,as she kissed her mom, and dad good by as she went to her friend Sarah's house.

I have to get him now. I don’t know if I can touch him though. I mean, he is a kartoal. He is leading us somewhere. This is bad. Now that he knows that we know, he is going to try extra hard to kill us. I have no other choice but to follow him though. We turn into a forest. This is bad. He drifts behind us and pushes us forward. Kaylee shoots me a terrified look. I brought her here. I have to keep her safe. I try to smile to tell her that it is okay. That it will turn out okay in the end. The Beast guides us into a group of trees.

I knew that today would be the scariest day of my life, but after having amazing breakfast with sizzling hot bacon and the best sleep of my life, more excitement was about to come. I sat next to my cell buddy; John Collier, master jewel thief; jail time , 4 years.

But there are so many stories and sides, I just have to let go of

I ran my hand through my tangled brown hand and sighed. Today was eventful. One minute I'm in my room playing a video game and the next I'm involved with the fate of mankind. Let's start from the beginning. I had just gotten home from school...

The big blue waves. The sound the water makes when it crashes on the shore. Everything beneath the water. It was so peaceful and I loved it. It has always been my place to go whenever I am sad or just wanna get away. As soon as I come here I feel as if I could just skip away into the ocean. The ocean and I are connected and I feel a piece of me is missing whenever I am not with it.

One day, I could be hanging out at my friends after school, shooting for the 3 pointer and making those slick rebounds. Just then I could blink without the fear of being blind for those hundreds of milliseconds, I could suddenly end up at graduation, ready to embark in a new journey with new friends with most of my old friends gone, making me wish for a better appreciation of those golden moments. This measure of existence’s endless duration drives me insane; exactly how is 1 hour an hour? An hour for me could last 40 minutes, 25 minutes or even 10 minutes. Yet, as time does really fly by the second, it has shown me something I could appreciate over time. As my journey goes on, I’ve lost friends and missed opportunities and I could only reminisce

So at the beginning of grade 11 I had no friends and I wasn't really happy at school but I started getting close with 2 girls by the name Ruqiya and Sabrina. We got really close we would do anything together and they meant the world to me. But like every friendship we had our ups and downs but the same thing would always happen and I was always stuck in the middle of them Ruqiya and Sabrina. They didn't really like each other so when something would happen they would both talk back about one another and I didn’t really like that because they were both my friends. So after the problems would got worse I decided it would be better if we parted ways instead. So I slowly stopped talking to them and started hanging out with two of

When I was young, around 4 years old, I moved into a small house with my mother and father. This house wasn’t anything special but it was home. It had a small yard that was surrounded with a white fence on one side and the back, then the garage on the other. If you looked at the area from above you will see 4 squares combined to create a larger square with the house in the bottom left, yard in the top left, garage in the top right and driveway in the bottom right. Part of the yard was taken up with a small deck and a little play set with swings and monkey bars. I loved the monkey bars they were my favorite thing to play on. The house itself was only one floor with a basement that I have no memory of. Maybe it was off limits, maybe it was dangerous,

I was embarrassed, feeling pain, watching everyone’s eyes looking at me, and knowing something wasn’t right. I could tell that my knee wasn’t normal. I left the door thinking it was going to be an awesome day, but did not expect the unexpected.

“I don’t,” Ghost said, wandering off in the distance. He was floating up and down in the air then turned around. “Though I think we got company.”