Personal Narrative: Demons Are Here

One time me and my family and friends were going ghost hunting at grave yards. We had went to a couple already nothing had happened that was scary at any of them yet so we were starting getting bored. So we decided to go to one more and there was something about it like something wanted us gone you could feel pressure on your chest nobody would even get out of the car so we left. About a week or so later one night we decided to go back and we went there and got out and everything and surprisingly it was just normal. So we went to another grave yard for a bit figuring it could only happen like that when its later the other grave yard had nothing it made us feel nothing so we came back hoping for something like week ago because it was

Threads to Which I belong is a book that captivated my soul. As I read through the pages of history, I found myself traveling back in time. Invisible I stood in Mississippi watching a family’s history unfold. As I turned the pages, my emotions changed constantly. I experienced emotions of anger, disgust, sorrow, and happiness. The author has written an outstanding piece of work that forces you to consider researching your own family history.

He knew it was going to be a no excuses to lose to weather and it was going to be a good day for fans to watch football tonight. He had met with Kyle Cannon who was the quarterback for the team and a running back on the team named Dion Gordon;

Bare with me for another blog post about volleyball. This weekend was the Badger Region Volleyball Tournament, which my team participated in. When I walked into the building, the memories flooded in with scenes from the elevator adventures, cheese fries, and design your own sweatshirts. The first day, my team didn't play up our full potential, with my team only winning one out of three matches; which meant that we didn't place in any of the brackets, meaning zero chance of receiving a medal. However, at the end of the second match, I got switched from being middle all-around to libero ( a position where you only play back row on offense and defense). I guess it's an honor, but it puts a lot of pressure on me by labeling me as the best passer

Adversity has always been a close cousin. Being born in a third world country, I had to overcome adversity arriving to America. Once in America I walked with adversity as I faced many cultural and lingual barriers. In my journey with my cousin we shared many priceless moments. One of the moments that stuck to me was my recent trip to Pakistan.

When my mother asked me to read a book a few months ago, I was hesitant to agree. A stressful school year was approaching, and seeing my friends on a Saturday night seemed much more appealing. When I was younger, curling up with a good book was a typical pastime. Then came high school, and reading was replaced with countless hours of studying, cheer practice, and trying to figure out when I could catch up on some much needed rest.

Going into my junior year of cross-country and already making it to state the previous year, there was no way I wasn’t going again. Well, as many people have experienced before me; I was faced with adversity. Now some people decide to hide from it and others seek to conquer the task. I had to choose between the two when I started experiencing growing pains in my right hip.

I have had to deal with adversity a lot in my life. Whether it be losing playing time, or not even getting a fair chance because my family isn’t involved in the program. I’ve faced adversity in more than just sports; I grew up without a dad and it’s gotten to the point where I don’t have a mom either. Although I have had to deal with many hard experiences, I believe it's made me stronger, better person.

Our story begins as I am picked up from GMB. Keep in mind that in order to be hired by them you need to be in physical shape and no disabilities of any kind. So you're basically their toy. For example an assassination of someone very important.You are used to do their dirty work and in return you get nothing. Alright so as soon as I step out of my house i'm rushed by men in black suits. I am already well aware that it was GMB coming at me so as I am a highly trained for situation like this I fought back hoping I would make it out alive but as i'm thinking this I get hit in the back of the head and i'm out.

Dealing with adversity and seemingly impossible challenges determines a central lesson I have learned in my life. In early childhood, I experienced severe brain injuries and a life­threatening coma caused by a major car accident. In the following years, I struggled with dyslexia, learning deficits, and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. From 1994 to 2004, I faced a major family crisis due to the bankruptcy of my parents’ business, followed by a decade of financial uncertainty. Despite all difficulties, I enrolled in college and dealt with the accumulated stress in trauma therapy from 2008 to 2010. During this time, I also ran a successful web design and hosting company and learned first-hand about the importance of strategic positioning.

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

After seeing the monster I was I had got my answer to my question, that had been haunting me for as long as I could remember.When saw the monster I was, i had a new question that I was determined to find the answers to.Who am I and who had created this monster I see.

"Come on Violet, just one." My best friend Frank pleaded. He had spent most of the afternoon trying to convince me to watch a horror movie. I put up with a lot of his crap as it was, what made him think that I was going to watch one of those stupid films?

I’m not exactly sure what I feel at the moment but lying here in my room, utterly alone, I’ve given it some thought and I’ve decided to begin my transition from the stage of grief to experiencing a cleansing. It’s time for a new me. Too long have I sat here in this cold, empty room, drowning in my tears. Too exhausted to function. Dark rings surrounding my eyes and hair resembling someone who’d been dragged through a bush. I refuse to spend any more days in self pity. Arising is arduous but somehow I manage to unravel myself out of the cocoon I had created. Feeling my toes sinking into the feather-soft carpet as I take the first steps as the newly found Evelyn, over towards the curtain. The velvet fabric compliments my skin as I gently tug and they inch open. Suddenly light floods in, filling the room, illuminating lost objects. Dust fills my nostrils as all my little nik-naks come to life. Slipping down my worn in sweats to change into something more presentable, a rush of warmth overcomes me. For the first time in months, to make myself breakfast, I shall go further than the bathroom.

About a week passed and Harper was holding a keynote speaking session on how her team caught me the ever infamous Reaper. It was actually kinda funny, cause in few seconds, she was gonna be a wanted fugitive just like myself. In the meantime I was enjoying the fruit of my labors( Being repeatedly beaten by an I.P,A Agent each time she read out a crime i’d committed) until she dropped the bomb. Exposing the International protection agency for what it really is. I didn’t really listen if I’m being honest, I would imagine someone looking at me see a wrinkly old man grinning like a phedofile but ey, I’m not one to care much about personal opinion. I saw the horror spread across the face of every I.P.A Agent who happened to be in the room. They