Personal Narrative: Demetrius

A few years back I was sailing the open ocean with my leader, Odysseus, and the rest of the crew heading home when Odysseus informed us that we would be taking the long route home. As we grew closer to a strange island, the wind stopped and the water became quiet.

First things first: I shouldn’t be alive. I mean I shouldn’t be dead either, but, hmmm, I guess what I mean to to say is that I shouldn't have been born. But enough with that, or I’ll just sound like a whiny kid.

Since I don't go to school, I don't really know anyone and no one really knows me. It gets really lonely sometimes.

Graduation had ended, and the senior class had officially become high school graduates.  Time was given to take pictures afterwards, and then The Last Knight would begin. The place that everyone one would meet was the Knight Statue in front of the wellness building.  At the Knight Statue moms of some of the seniors handed out t-shirts dedicated to the night. The material of the t-shirt felt itchy against my skin, as it had not been washed. After the group photo with the statue; we went to Main Event on a party bus.  Their at Main Event we entertained ourselves with arcade games, bowling, laser tag, and a ropes course. At midnight Main Event closed and we went back to the bus were we traveled to Tyler Jackson’s house. At Tyler’s house

After class James talked to his friends, “Hey man that was hilarious what the teacher said in class” Says William the starting quarterback. “Ya man did you hear how sarcastic that was it was sad she burned you” Says Kale the starting wide receiver. “Ya I don’t know why she doesn’t like me” Says James. “She never has because you took her son’s position at running back” says William. “That is why but still it’s like I meant to anyways I didn’t even want to be running back, I’m happy I am now but I didn’t want to then” Says James. “Hey man we gotta get to class” says James Ya we do last, class of the day you always got to be in time for” says Kale.

At first glance high school seems to be a fun and relaxed time. A time that you get to hang out with friends and participate in extracurricular activities. Some of your most treasured memories will be made in high school. However, high school is a cruel and unforgiving place. In high school individuals get judged by their appearance, the way they act, and who they hang out with.

The school year approached its end. Another summer to spend alone by myself. The cycle had been repeating since I was in grade school. Sadness choked me as I returned home and shut my door. Every year, the resolution was the same: I would try to make friends next year; however, every year, I felt myself falling back down into the same trap. By the time high school began, I no longer felt the numb sensation of sadness or the flow of tears as the final day of May became the last day I talked with my “friends.” I no longer expected to make any friends, or, more accurately, I no longer expected to be able to make any friends. The sheer possibility of befriending an individual appeared to me as foreign as speaking in latin. When I walked into school, what should have been a site of chatter, opportunity, and growth appeared to me as a form of imprisonment and torture; however, unbeknownst to me, I did have friends; something of which I did not recognize until years passed by. I grown attached to certain conversations; there were times where I felt the need to initiate a conversation rather than waiting for someone else to make one. It was not until one of my friends told me,”We’re your friends aren’t we?” when I realized I was not longer

How I am like Odesseus is that I dont like to give up i like to try and do what i said i will do. Even though it took him 20 year he got to is wife after everything had happen. Me and him are really simular in will power and not wanting to give up what we want to do no matter what happens. Like now i am trying to lose weight which i have to be more healther. To prevent me from getting heart disease or being diabetic like the rest of my family. Even through heart break and depression and imsomnia i still power though the day.

I was sweating, my muscles were screaming in pain from all the stress, and I was thinking of giving up. I was doing a huge event called the Spartan Race a ten mile race with fifteen obstacles designed for marines. It is a very tough race and I was doing it with my good pal Luke who was three years older than me. We were training for this race over summer. You get a huge medal and a shirt saying “FINISHER” on the back. I was doing this race because I loved challenges and this was the next challenge i was gonna face. The race was located at Wintergreen Resort it was on a mountain side where my thighs would burn like steak on a grill. I was in the middle of the race on the mountain side carrying a fifty pound sand bag. My whole body was aching

I would have never turned into the player I am today if it was not for what my brother, Demetrius, taught me one night in seventh grade. When I was in the sixth grade we adopted Demetrius to our family. He was a friend of my brother, Michael, and we all loved Demetrius so we decided he should join our family. Demetrius was always teaching me new things and always helping me improve my basketball skills. This moment taught me to always do something extra to achieve my goals because it will pay off in the long run.

As a child I was shy, and still am, but I always tried to make friends. But that did not always go well because of the culture boundary’s that were between me and most of the other students. Many students of the same race would stick together, leaving me usually alone because of the very few Caucasian students in the schools. Spending most of my time working alone unless the teacher assigned groups. That did not change much when entering middle school. Middle school just became a bigger version of the years pasted. Spending my time feeling like I was the outsider because most people already knew each other. The first year of high school was no different from the past years, I began to gain a few friends who had classes with me. I tried to venture out and stared becoming friends with more people with the help or sports and my advanced classes. When you are a student in Advanced Placement classes you began to have classes with a smaller group of people. This was when I finally did not feel any different from the other students in my

Also, Alex and Matthew went to the same school that Anastasia and Andrew went. So, they got to see them. I ask Alex and Matthew a lot of questions. Rose and William were in Silver City so their son Jason was looking after Anastasia and Andrew. I ask Jason it would be ok if Anastasia and Andrew could visit us. Jason says they could. I was happy because I finally going to meet my grandchildren. We did not tell Anastasia who we were and we not planning telling them.

When In my Mind’s eye his face has been etched since the day I first saw her.

It was 6:00 a.m on a warm summer day. Andrew had been waiting for this day, June 6th, for a few months. Flyers had been up everywhere about a Greek theatre performance in Athens, Greece and they were going to have a special guest, but nobody knew who. June 6th was his birthday, but also the day of a festival for Dionysus, the god of wine, music, and drama,. Andrew thought to himself, what a better way to spend his birthday than being at a Greek Theater performance festival. The performance would start at 12:00 pm sharp. Andrew spent all morning preparing himself for this event. Andrew wasn’t very rich, but he dressed as he was, he wore his best clothes and used his best fragrance that he owned. It was 1:45 and he was on his way to the Greek

I’ve seen window seat passengers with their window shades pulled down during flight or take-off or landing – maybe cause of acrophobia or they value the opportunity of an uninterrupted sleep – when usually, they must remain open for situational awareness purposes in case of an emergency, but most importantly because “you’re sitting in a chair in the sky. You’re like a Greek myth right now,” as Louis C.K would put it.