Personal Narrative Essay

I had been wishing for a little brother or sister for a long time and one day my parents gave me the news that I was going to have a little sister. I had never been so excited and I could not wait to be a big sister and have someone to look over. Months had passed and it was getting so close, I could barely wait, and I am sure my mom was more ready than ever.

Day1: Today was my orientation day, I was given a green t-shirt with the champions logo on it to wear every sunday I volunteered for. I was expected to be there at 10:45. My hours were 10:45-12:30, 12;45 the latest depending on how long the service carried on for. When I come in I ought to watch over all the kids as they arrived one after the other. I had forms I had to take home and bring back in as well as a teacher handbook to complete.

I could tell you so much about me like I have moved 3 times with my mom but never with my dad, or I could tell you more about when I lost my cat Egon but that is not what I am going to tell you about. Today I will be telling you about all about me.

I sat in that cold dark room, getting maybe 2 hours of sleep every now and then but i had no way to tell how long it had been. When i got hungry i would eat the smashed food off the floor. When i was thirsty i drank the water that dripped out of the pipes above me. Once i ran out of the remanence of the food i had nothing to eat. I sat there hoping he would bring me something, even if it was nothing more than a piece of bread of fruit. I got so hungry i began to ration the bars of soap and minty toothpaste. The taste was very unpleasant and it made me sick to my stomach but at least i wasn't starving. Any time i had to use the bathroom i would move as far right at the chain would let me go and i would go to the bathroom. Then i would go back as far left as possible and sit back down. There were no vents in the basement. Just one hole in the wall where some piping broke off. That the only way air got in and out so the smell in the

Three days. Three days Emily sat at home, she knew she was being ridiculous but part of her couldn’t go back just yet. Her thesis had reached the point where she was just editing and editing and well editing some more. The awards were in 2 months meaning she four days left until she had to send it in, pictures and editing and all. Her eyes were burning and she couldn’t read her words anymore. She sent her files to Alex, begging him to edit it for her as well. After doing that she flopped down onto her couch and closed her eyes. Bast made herself comfy on her chest, soft purring was pulling Emily into sleep. She was on the verge of sleeping when her laptop woke her up, it was a skype call, from one Lloyd Holden.

Click! In the morning, my ears always wake me up first. Then the light from the hall slowly creeps through my eyelids. Slowly, I sit up in bed trying to get my brain to wake up. Moving like a slug, I start to get off my bed, and then walk to my closet. I grab my shirt, pants, and socks. As fast as a speeding NASCAR race car, I quickly put my clothes on. I then grab my baseball gear from my pile and then carry them down stairs. Then the smell of breakfast drags me down stairs. I sit down to a steaming hot breakfast. On my plate, there is 2 eggs, cinnamon toast, and spinach. To the top left of my plate there is a glass of milk next to my vitamins. Then on the top right there is steaming cup of bone broth. I eagerly gulp down my breakfast in

As we were walking up on the haunted ship everything became cold. “Hello! This is the ship named Queen Mary. This ship has been here ever since the 1800s. It’s told to have over 50 ghosts being seen in the isolation room and in B105. This ship is told to be the most haunted ship ever,” said a lady in a uniform. “Woah, okay, we’re going to be ghost hunting for 3 days here.” I said. The lady's eyes widened. “What?? You guys are going to be in the suite room which has been haunted for over 100 years. I won’t stop you guys but I'm just warning you guys.”

Walking into a restaurant that serves almost nothing but pizza, which is something you have never had before, kind of frightens you thinking you might not even like the pizza. Once the waitress brought out this steaming hot pan with gooey, cheesy, and mushy pizza on it made me wonder why I have not tried this any sooner. It made my taste buds crave this taste for the next two weeks. Another thing I’m crazy about is chicken alfredo. My mother served this delicious dish to me for the very first time when I was eleven years old. It was so creamy and moist. The sauce in it gave you a million different tastes; the chicken in it was so moist and juicy. Lastly, a couple of months ago I went to Outback steak house in Tupelo; they accidentally

Have you ever wondered what it was like to live in a place where it rains everyday? Have you ever wondered what it would be like to live on a totally different planet from earth? This is the story of a girl named Margot, who had lived on Earth and has moved to the planet Venus a couple years ago. Venus is a planet where it rains everyday, and once around every seven years the sun comes out for an hour or two. These kids are at school waiting for the sun that the scientists had predicted to come out today.

I sighed as I labored through page 56 of the MAT Study Guide. I was preparing for the notorious college entrance exam, but I felt extremely meek in comparison to other tests.

I was barely eleven years old, and almost in middle school when my parents decided I could have my own room. Until this day, I still suppose it was because I would be coming out of elementary school and needed to start learning what it meant to hold responsibility with my newfound independence. Little did I know that by taking the smallest bedroom in our house, I would learn a lesson far greater than my parents or even myself would have expected.

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

One day a little bird came to say hello and decided she liked the room under my hood. Soon, she brought her whole family to stay.

A quiet drive home on a back road after work, destroyed in a split second. Time slowed down and gravity lifted as my car drifted over the thin black sheet of glass. My car didn't stop until it connected with the telephone pole next to the road. The impact threw me into the air bag and broke all of my windows. I must have been in a lot of pain because the next thing I remember was waking up in the hospital the next morning, with my right arm and left leg in a cast and a nurse standing over me. She told me that they were unable to find any identification on me so they couldn't call anyone to let them know about the accident; I had accidentally left my wallet at work. The nurse brought me a computer and let me borrow her phone to contact those that I needed to.

It’s ten o'clock pm, and i’m on a plane to illinois to start a new life. My old life was horrible, and that’s why I decided to move into a new state, to meet new people, and friends. “Just thirty more minutes till the plane lands.” I said to myself. The person sitting next to me was talking on their phone when they suddenly hung up, and I noticed they were on the verge of crying. “What’s wrong?” I asked them. “I just found out my sister in law was murdered two days ago.” “Did they find the body? Or the killer?” I asked while trying to sound interested. “No, they don’t know who or what killed her, and they couldn’t find the body.” After a few minutes of awkwardly trying to comfort a stranger I noticed that the plane was about to land.