Personal Narrative Essay : A Day On A Night's Life

I was afraid of Hurricanes, Volcanoes, and water. Let me tell you my fear from the beginning. I was in Kauai. on my 2nd day there at we spent the day at the St. Regis hotel “just checking it out” but my dad asked if we could stay here even though we weren't guests and on the employees said the only way we could stay is renting a cabana for 5 hours with free lunch for only 250 dollars so we said, “yes,” and we were so pumped. As fast as we could we splashed in the water like a bunch of 3 and 4 year old's.

The bell had just rang, school was out. “Olivia, Mrs. Larsson calls.” Olivia is in 6th grade. Her teacher Mrs. Larsson talks to her every day after school telling her the same thing over and over. “You been misbehaving at lunch today”! But this time it was different. “Olivia it's your turn to stay after school and clean the room”. Olivia hated cleaning the room after school, she always ended up staying too late. “ Now run along and tell your mother, I don’t want her to worry like she did last time!” “Ok Mrs. Larsson.” I reply, I run to call my mom but she didn't answer, and my dad was at work so I couldn't call him. “Yup my mom knows.” I say, but she really didn't. “Ok then, well I am going to go home so behave yourself!” Mrs. Larsson says

Night was a very good book but a little confusing at times. Some of the words they used i did not understand. However, a quick google search to find out what the words meant made me understand. It was easy to read but some parts were hard to read. But it was very believable. My favorite part was the ending even though it was a little sad.

It was a fine Sunday Morning. I was about to experience a fun day of baseball. It was a beautiful afternoon for a trip to the ballpark. I could hardly wait to get there to experience all of the fun things. I was with my brother and his girlfriend and my two nephews and me.I got there by car with my brother's girlfriend and me and my nephew. When we got there we went to the park there and played on the playground. Then we headed up to our seats which were all the way at the top ,one of the best seats in the house. I went down to the concession stand and my brother gave me $20 to buy three pops and a small pop for my nephews and me. The guys who comes to you and give you the ice cream and stuff. we got slushies

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Time flew by fast and before I knew it the season was almost over and it was senior night. All of the seniors went to school wearing our matching shooting jerseys and ready for the big night. We got to come to the game late because the underclassmen were setting up the game for us and decorating. Each senior had their own poster hanging on the stands for everyone to see. When I first walked in my name was on the ground in calk with my number and it said, “we love our goalie.”

cancer is the enemy. cncer kills over 20 thousand people a day occording to global report. this terrole disease is so common 12.7 million people a year find out they have cancer and of that number rouggly 7.6 million die. cancer being the leading cause of death world wide has led to several fundraisers to support our courageous fighters. a fundrauser i have been lucky enough to participate in is a 5k run/3k walk. i was 13 when i partocipated in my first 5k run/3k walk in stuttgart germany for a light the night for all kinds of cancers. pervous to the fundraiser i was sadly told my cousin who was just a baby at the tome had been diagnosed with luekimia. immediately i wanted to help, i began by spreading the word around my school and having my friends buy tshirts titled

While driving Simone turned on the radio. They were listening when a breaking news came through saying, “Justine Miles was brutally killed by gang members during a gang fight, if anyone have any information on the whereabouts of Angelica Samuels, Tina Blackwell and Lisa Cantrell please call the police because they are wanted for questioning, if you see these females please do not approach them because they are considered armed and dangerous.” Marie cried, “No, No, No, this can’t be happening, not to us.” Angelica started crying, she cried, “I didn’t do anything, it was the other girls, Oh my God, Why is this happening to me?” Simone said, “Tomorrow we’ll take you in so they won’t think you’re running.” “But it wasn’t me, it was T-Bone.” said Angelica. “Angelica, you were with them, so if you go there first, then maybe they can help you.” said Simone. “I can’t believe all of this.” said

In the summer of 2013 I moved in my dad’s house for the summer to learn how to cook. Moving from Cherokee, AL to Florence, AL was a stressful move. My Mother and I agreed it was best I learn from someone that has being in the field for over 15 years. The game plan was to go work with my dad a Dale’s Steakhouse with my dad all summer. I made sure I grab my notebook and plenty of pencils so I can ask him questions.

I have heard the phrase, “life isn’t easy”, so many times in my life. And I finally realized the truth in it.

I was only about nineteen when I would make the decision that would change my life forever. It would ultimately send me down the road that would turn me into the person that I have become today.

The sky was dark and sad that day, but even with a climate that gloomy it was a happy afternoon. Mom and dad made plans to go shopping for new clothes. We were in the U.S.A. and I was five, so I really didn’t have a choice to decide whether to go or not to where they were going shopping. The good thing was that my dad’s friend, Jacky, who was taking us to Walmart, promised me there were a lot of toys I could see, and compromised that if I liked one a lot she would buy it for me. It was the best feeling I had experienced in my small life.

“me too” katherine said timidly. My Aunt picked up my two sisters and they left to go pack. The people who stayed back took a well deserved lunch break which turned into a dessert break and a game break. It was a beautiful day and everything was starting to feel okay. Then I saw my aunt’s car come back up the long twisty driveway. I quickly went into panic mode. my head filled with questions: why are they back, are they going to leave, what happened. my aunt and grandma stepped out of the car and they were followed by my two sisters.

Hurtling down her home street at 80km/h; she grinned to herself as she whipped past the rows of gloomy suburban housing. This was the only source of fun for someone like her, a side of her that she kept from her parents. Diana zoomed past the end corner of her street barely letting off of the pedal. ÁROOO’! The sudden bark from a large greyhound woken up from the roar of a motorcycle caused a flinch from Diana and she lost control of the bike. A sudden pain in her legs like a million white-hot needles plagued her, but it was the sudden knock to her head that put her down.

I remember it like it was yesterday, maybe because it was yesterday. No, I’m just kidding. It was more like this summer. Not this coming summer but the last summer. And not the summer of the year 2016, but the one from this year, 2017.