Personal Narrative: California Wildfire Affected My Life

As the Frost Festival finally drew to a close, the excitement of the frost fae, both royal and non-royal, began to wane as the festivities and parties died down, and the frosty multicolored flags of the various frost fae Clans were taken down and folded neatly for storage until the next Festival. I’d been working as a Frost Guardian for over twelve hours protecting the princess of the Snowflake clan, and, even though I thought that I was going to be beyond exhausted and more than ready for bed, I still felt strangely wide awake and even a little buzzed with adrenaline, like I’d gotten energy from the remnants of the festivities that had happened around me and the fact that I was finally training in the real world as a Guardian.

I grew up in California. When you first think of California you probably think of beaches, celebrities, and beautiful people. That isn't entirely the case where I grew up. My hometown is Fresno, located in the middle of the Valley. Fresno is home to about 520,000 people, making it the fifth largest city in California. If you have never lived here, you may know about our agriculture or you have driven through the city during your road trip. Don't be fooled, we do have exciting things going on here worth talking about.

I never really thought a little Chevy s-10 could climb out of a ditch higher than it sat. There are a lot of things people don’t know because they’ve never experienced it. Another thing I didn’t know until I experienced it, an s-10 can do some long burn outs. Sometimes when you’re having a bad day, a burn out and ending up in a ditch just might make it better. After this burn out though, we ended up in a ditch and once we got out I made fun of my boyfriend for the longest time and I still do.

Imagine getting jumped and cannot fight back? Leo in I Survived The San Francisco Earthquake,1906 has to learn to defend himself against anyone that jumps him like when he got jumped by Fletch and Wilkie.Leo is brave because how he handles challenges.

I have only experienced an earthquake. I live in Visalia, California which is the central part of the state. The San Andreas Fault is a continental transform fault that extends approximately 750 miles through California. Los Angeles shares 35 miles of the Fault running through the city. When I moved to California I was told that the central valley (Visalia) very rarely experiences earthquakes. It was an evening that I realized that I was most definitely experiencing an earthquake. At the time I was married and my x-husband and I were fast asleep in bed when all of the sudden we were awoken by a slight shaking of the bed. Started with the question what was that, we began to hear the water in the in the ground swimming pool sloshing back

Back in August 2004, up in Frisco Colorado, my family and I were coming back from a family trip up in the mountains. We pulled into a gas station to fill up our motorhome. As were filling up, the maintenance tech came out of started to fiddle with the gas pump and before you know it, our motorhome caught on fire. Some of my family members were inside and some

My name is Angela Miller, I am a sothern California native with an appitite for travel. Durring my travels, I enjoy pretending to be a wildlife photographer and have been fortunate enough to capture captivating images of many creatures from stark white mountain goats from the peaks of Glacier National Park, to most recently the unnearving swamp alligators of the Louisiana

First, after high school my plan is to attend at Santa Ana college. For right now I'm still deciding on what I want study for. In the future I will find a academy I want to study for. I wanted to attend at occ but I don’t have the money to go and pay for the classes. I wanted to join culinary arts at occ but again I can’t afford it, so that’s why I rather be at sac and get free education. While being at santa ana college i'm just going for my 2 years and then join culinary arts after.

If you really want to know about my traumatic childhood, it all started in a small town outside of Philadelphia. I was around 9-10 years old at the time and we lived about right in the middle of a forest. There was no clear patch of open field to be found. You would think there were many animals around too, for living in the middle of nowhere, but the coolest thing you 'd find was a lost deer now and then. Anyway, the incident took place on a cool night in the middle of July. I was in my crappy two-story house in bed. I remembered the wind to be wild that night and of course the walls of the house were as thin as paper, so it sounded like a tornado was forming outside. I was having trouble falling asleep, so I went to get a glass of milk.

“Railroad Disaster: Dozens Dead” I stood at the desk of my workplace as the papers came in. I am an editor of the daily newspaper and today formerly stated was the headline. But what the headline failed to portray is the sorrow in which I endured this day.

All throughout my life I loved to run; I even participated in track and cross country all throughout middle school to quench my thirst for a long run. Around the beginning of winter, of my junior year, there came a time when I thought I could no longer run. To further elaborate upon my situation, whenever I would do strenuous physical exercise, or even write in class, my muscles would instantly feel fatigued. It felt very similar to the feeling one gets when their hands have been outside in the frigid cold. I could not even do ten push-ups. Regardless, my muscles would not move as I would like them to. This became a painful obstacle in my daily life. After countless doctor's visits and no signs for a cure I felt hopeless, defeated, and disheartened.

When something happens in your life when least expected, it is not always a good thing. Three years ago I didn’t think my life could be turned upside down, but it did. I and my husband started fighting a lot, and couple months later, we lost our house, and life started going downhill from there. As soon as I thought everything was getting better, it just got three times worse. This year, I told myself I was going to make it better for my family, but then I lost my kids to CPS.

We all in school we learning about William Shakespeare, I said yuck Romeo and Joliet, Then went like EHHHHHHH UGHH UGHH don’t want to hear a rhyming for love plus don’t want to see Zac Efron then I feel asleep, and I dreamt of something, then I woke up cause someone rushed into the room and said “Mrs. Smith come here u got to look at this “but Ms. Smith wasn’t the only teacher was called up. Teachers was called up too they told the students to stay in their classrooms. I said “ohhh come on” then I went to sleep, then the bell rung I was like “bruhhh” I said that’s all on the way back to class my stomach was growling so Mr. Smith was ordering pizza but the bell rung so we went home but me, Vic, Gilmer, Xavier was

I know I have said/written this often, but Dead End Apocalypse was one of the OCR races I considered a “bucket list/must do” race. Originally my schedule was to race Warrior Dash on Saturday in the state of Pennsylvania and finish early and get on the road and arrive to Canada nice and early on Saturday, but with a few days prior to the race weekend, I decided I wanted to also race at Tough Mudder, which was also in the state of Pennsylvania (near Pittsburgh), but was over a 300 mile drive from the Warrior Dash venue/event. I decided it was worth the driving and ended up doing both races on Saturday and then driving to Canada (yet again) later at night and arriving after 1:30 AM.

The San Francisco earthquake is one of the worst natural disasters to ever occur in history. The earthquake started at about 5:15 AM on April 18th of 1906 in San Francisco, California. The ground shook for only a minute but it ignited a fire that lasted three days, straight. The fires spread all around the area and caused so much damage that it killed hundreds of people and made over one-hundred thousand homeless. The damage also costed millions of dollars to repair. People panicked and someone even said, “The Lord sent it, the Lord!” Someone also got caught in the wreckage and knew he couldn’t make it out alive, so a policeman shot him in the head. Many tried to distinguish the fires but they didn’t put them out. Finally, three days after