Personal Narrative Essay

in 2014 I had done a lot of fundraising in the past year such as selling about 50 spam musubis a day plus cookies and brownies and even selling bentos and doughnuts ands finally trail mix bars during school. even outside of school I did fundraising from car washes to even mowing yards. eventually I made enough money with the help of all my family to get to go on the trip. I even made more money so I could relinquish it so I can buy gifts and such things like food. I'm not infallible at Japanese because it so happens that I cant read any of the signs that are in japan. when we landed in japan it was amazing because the airport was so huge and had paintings that look so amazing. when we got our luggage, it was pouring rain when we went outside to the bus. it was about an hour and a

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

It was a beautiful, cool July morning in the mountains of Colorado; the birds were chirping and the leaves on the trees were rustling. I could almost taste the bacon sizzling on the stovetop as my mother made breakfast. Nothing could ruin a perfect morning like this… At least that’s what I thought. Interrupting the cooking of breakfast, my mom’s cell phone strangely began to ring; there hadn’t been many people trying to contact my mom since she was on vacation. However, my mom ran to answer the call. “Oh, it’s your sister,” I heard my mom say. Although I was in a different room, I could hear the concern and worry in my mother’s voice moments after she answered the phone. Instantaneously, my heart began to race. I began feeling sick to my stomach

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

The darkness consumed my cousin, but not completely. A part of me did not want to believe that she committed a mass murder and maybe, just maybe it was someone else. But the proof that the police needed was all there. We weren’t that close but it pained me to know that someone who i thought to be as a kind and caring person could kill people.

As a student, I have always handled the pressure of schoolwork and tests by preparing, organizing, and staying ahead of the game. I study for every single test and I practice for every piano, singing, orchestra, and ballet performance. I always plan ahead for the simplest things even in my personal life. I plan my Halloween costumes in August and my December birthday in September. Therefore, preparation gives me confidence and assurance that I will perform successfully. Little did I know that I cannot always control or prepare for every situation. In the December of 2012, someone threw me a lifeline and changed my attitude.

If you were in the store and you see some old lady gets her money taken.The boy starts running away would you speak up or stay silence? Well let me tell you the whole story. I woke up and turned on the news that there have been a lot more crimes in maryland the past few weeks I could not find any nice clothes to wear. I had to go to the store to find new clothes. So i called up Ethan to say I would be a little late because I had to find new clothes.Ethan said its ok because I need some to. I was driving with Ethan And we were talking about the cake,location, and decoration. We were hungry so we went to ihop. I had the original short stack buttermilk pancakes. Ethan got the Strawberry Banana Pancakes. We left ihop got in my car and went on

My husband and I had planned our Around Vancouver Island adventure for many months before releasing our 42' ketch from its confinement on the dock in the summer of 2013. Neither of us had sailed around our beautiful West Coast island before and it was with much excitement - and a hint of trepidation on my part - that we set out. I have always had a healthy respect for the ocean and my early days learning to sail were filled with accelerated heart beats and white knuckles. One never can tell when the ocean will want to swallow you whole and so my fear of the unknown was a niggling presence in my mind.

Facing the river, I could hear the hustle from the rows of bungalows crouched upon the long stairs behind me, along which mottled walls tumbled. I lived in an unusual part of this city; nearly abandoned after World War Ⅱ, it collected everybody from injured veterans to recently “re-educated” scholars, and recently, from pedlars to drug dealers.

As we swiftly hopped in the car I started to panic. In my mind there were unimaginable things. Is she going to die? Does she feel good? What was going to happen to her? As I glared at her she looked out the window with a melancholy look on her face. It felt like 100 years passed by when we finally reached the doctor’s office my aunt quickly explained to the doctor what was going on with her daughter my cousin. After a few minutes in the waiting room we were transferred to the back where they checked Cynthia’s weight, blood pressure, and her heart. The doctor then passed us to a room and she drew blood from Cynthia once the results were in the doctor said you have to leave now take her to the children’s hospital. My aunt stopped and it was

September of 2011 was when I heard my favorite band for the first time. I remember it so clearly because that was when I met my best friend as well. I was a junior in high school and sitting in my anatomy class, when I overheard a group of people talking about 'So Far Away'. So, I went home and listened to it myself. That was the first time I listened to Avenged Sevenfold. They instantly became one of my top three favorite artists. As more of their music filled my ears, it's like I became entangled in a web and everywhere I turned their was A7X. It sounds crazy, but there is just something about their sound that captures my attention. One of the first rock/metal bands I enjoyed listening to.

Ally’s family is very wealthy but, their money couldn’t help her father’s sickness, he died in 1947. Her mother remarried to a rich man that had a daughter of his own. Ally was sure that her stepsister Ally hated her guts she just didn’t know why. Ally hated that her mom had to choose a man with so much money because it felt like he was trying to buy their love.

The spring sun peeks through the trees on 89th Avenue as I trudge up the incline. School's out for the day and the library is my next stop. My thoughts are punctuated with the weight of education I carry and the students driving by at the “speed limit.” But silence inevitably returns, and one can hear the solidness of my backpack and the rhythmic jingle of its zippers colliding as I progress closer to the library, bringing me closer to fulfilling my daily routine.

“And here it is Susan. Your new home,” said the female case worker just a little bit too happily. The “new home” she had spoken of was a shabby looking apartment in Harlem, New York City. “Go on deary,” she said yet again in that all too bright voice,” your new foster mother will be waiting for you.” As soon as Susan had stepped out of the car, she had sped away in a hurry. She could feel the cool early-October breeze on her skin and shivered. This only added to the feelings of nervousness she had about meeting her new foster mother, Betty Walters. “Well,” she thought ,”it’ s now or never.”

Then the 134 arrived. I got on, showed my pass to the bus driver and