Personal Narrative: Finding My Co-Worker And Octavia

Lauren Rezac- My weekend did not really start off to exciting. Right after my Fast-Pitch game I was picked up by my dad in our 1962 jeep. When we got home we had supper and we all stayed up for a little bit and went to bed. On Saturday I had the house to myself, my dad was helping our neighbors while my mom and sister were in ST.Cloud.So When I was at home I was pretty bored so I did what most bored kids I know would do turn up the music and make a little mess, basically I made slime. When mom and Alexis came back my sister got a call from my dad to go help out so I went with her.I helped by steering the tractor when she got bored and she did the speed and stuff like that. On Sunday we gave mom her gifts then we got ready to trapshooting me

The building was empty when suddenly I my leg was grabbed , I reacted fast and pulled out my trench knife and jerked my leg away from the grasp of the hand, but I looked down at the now wet street only to see one of the men who I shot but apparently never ended, he crawled  to me gasping for air as his throat filled with the  blood from the wound in his neck, I looked into his eyes that filed with  blood and at that moment the soldier said “ Please….p p p please  help me…..(cough,cough)  I…..I have a wife and daughter.” I faced  a decision at that time,  the monster who  am or  the monster that they say I am. I grasped the man in between my arms and brought him closer to my body, I whispered a prayer that my mother taught me when i was a child,”Father..forgive those who have forsaken me and forgive those who have forsaken you.” The soldier's tears of blood ran down  my uniform, as I pierced his heart with my blade. I lay him down on the path and as he drew his last breath, he thanked me.  The shed door creaked slowly as i peered into the warm and sheltered air that was hiding from the storm. The General stood there in his dark grey coat, covered in badges and symbols, a beacon of authority to all the soldiers under his influence. I tried to silence

Then i hear a rumble. I think to myself uh oh. then this giant deathclaw thing comes out at me. It swings its hand hits me in the torso. I went flying through a wall. I get up and run at it and bash it with my shoulder. I pull my arm around that deathclaw neck. I pull as hard as i can. I choke till he dies. As i go back into the building the group of settlers that were trying to this place called the sanctuary. I told them it was right up the hill. So i go on to find diamond city. As i walking down this road i hear yelling. So i start running up the hill and see 2 people facing weapons at these people in a cafe. I tell all of them to calm down. These people on the outside would not calm down. So i persuaded them to put their weapons away. As i walk away they solved this problem by themselves. As i walk in this town i notice there nobody is here. Then when i hear somebody shout out "I've never been in a gunfight before". I walk closer see a person wearing baseball gear. So i walk past him and i go to the entrance. There was this woman sitting talking to somebody. I walk closer and see starts talking to me. "There ain't no justice in this world after all". Hello who are

I am most impressed by Anna's willingness to help in any situation.  She is a dependable and reliable person who is always eager to aid others.  Through her work with a special needs program and as a lifeguard, Anna has shown her dedication towards helping people.  Every time I see Anna, she always greets me with a friendly smile and has a very warm and approachable demeanor.  Anna has been a consistent program-goer and has supported many of the floor programs that we have held.

For some reason, I felt confused and lost during the whole time we processed Ally’s story. I had a hard time following along how Ally processed it the past week and tracking along others’ feedbacks. As I’m writing this, I’m trying to remember all that was unpacked, but for some reason, I can’t remember the content. It’s interesting how much I don’t remember when I actually tried to be engaged this week.

I grabbed my handgun and went to the entrance hall, there I saw a teenage boy and a baby girl, I still had my gun in my hand, "who the fuck are you?" I asked the boy, "I'm Liam and this is Jade, we need a place to stay" the boy said holding his, what I suppose, baby sister close to him, "how old are you?" I asked using my free hand to rub my temple "I'm fourteen, my sister is nine months old" he stated "are you being tracked, hunted, or wanted?" I asked seriously "we are being hunted by the Gold Blood mafia" Liam said clenching his jaw "do you want a family?" I asked, I might be a cold blooded killer for adults, I can't let two children run around while they're a target for a strong mafia, "yes, we do" Liam said, Jade started crying and Liam tried to shut her up, "give me Jade" i said putting my gun in my belt, Liam stiffened and looked up at me "you are now in the Blood Rose family" I said adding, "only if you agree with the Blood pledge", Liam agreed and handed me Jade, I made her sleep and ordered two of my men to so Liam to his new room, and another two to buy baby

I gave Jessie a quick lecture on how to use his gun, I'm still concerned that he might shoot me with it, on accident. We were going to get gas for the stove for some proper food because we have been living off junk for the past week. We went down the stairs me leading with my Glock out in front and the others with their torches behind me. We decided to walk to save the fuel that we already had in case we had to make a quick exit. We walked 3 to 4 blocks without seeing a chaser at all, which is pretty surprising. As we approached the fire station there was a man about 20 metres away. I yelled, “Stop! Stop!“, but the man didn't seem to notice anything. As we approached, he started coming slowly towards us. I yelled, “Stop!”, again and again,

I dive to the ground and grab the gun I fired earlier. I run for cover behind a filing cabinet but I take a shot to my leg. I crawl behind the cabinet and look around the corner. I see his feet walking and fire. He falls down, giving me my chance. I limp over feeling the pain fuel the fire inside of me pushing me forward. He raises his hand up to fire but I step on it with my boots.

There he is I can see him pacing back and forth with the knife he stabbed me with in the very beginning, when I made my first and only mistake I can think of at this moment. He stopped pacing back and forth and is now standing between me and the door. There was a door separating two beings full of regret and malice towards the other, me for not killing him and him for not killing me, I can hear his calm breathing behind my thick red door along with a slight clicking noise but I don’t know what it is and this brings me anxiety which causes me to smile and fidget. I want to open the door standing between us to know what the clicking is but at the same time there is someone trying to kill me on the other side of the door, my hand shakes with anxiousness and excitement at the same time and I am not sure what to do because if I open the door he can easily kill me but if I don’t this cycle will never end. I open the door to see Kota standing there with a gun that he quickly presses to my chest, he has a twisted grin on his face as his finger shakes against the trigger which gives me the moment to flip the script and grab the gun from his shaky hands and press it to his chest

I pull out his stomach, cutting his throat and several veins at the same time, causing blood to gush out and cover me head to toe in the velvet red liquid effectively soaking me with the stuff. I cut the rectem in half and do the same to the base of his bladder; freeing the rest of the innards all the while; taking one last swipe at the man's breast done cutting it in half. I move out of the spray and take the towel offered to me by somebody, it wasn’t a guard, their hands are way too small; like those of a small child's. After wiping my face clear of blood I look to see five year old Katie; Margrits’ youngest child; why is she here? Did Margrit want Katie traumatized for the rest of her life? And why in the living hell did the guards allow her up here? I don't have time to question it at the moment; however I do cover her with my cloak so that she doesn't have to see anything more. Turning to face Alfs’ back I reach around his chest, force my fingers between the two halves of the beast bone, and one swift movement I thrust them apart braking all of his ribs exposing his lungs and heart to the air. The man dies in

On my previous job, I used to be a sales associate and most of the times I was helping customers on the floor. One day while I was working in the afternoon a group of teenagers going to Brazil came to me asking me for different perfumes. Each person had their own questions and I was trying my hardest to help them all when I look at my other coworker applying makeup on her face and simply avoiding all of us. I was getting annoyed and probably going up the ladder with all these questions at the same time, moreover, just by looking at my other coworkers not helping me was getting me impatience. I knew it wasn’t the customers fault, so I did not put it against them, but you could’ve seen it in my face. I was losing my patience and I needed to go

Upon leaving the ruins a big muscled man came up to me and said he was here because I was asking too many questions and I was to be taught a lesson. With that he started punching me, but I punch as hard as he does and I can dodger faster so when he was beaten to his knees he told me Nepos the Nose had sent him. I guess this N. This is sure escalating quickly, I have a bad feeling about this, but now they know who I am I can’t just stop. I decide to duck into the sewers until things calm down a little, although as soon as I get inside I think I might be safer outside. The sewer seems to be full of horrible chitinous crawling things as long as a boar. I promptly decide the sewer isn’t the best way to move on and return to the city through the same entrance.

I begin to walk down the road in search of bandages to aid my shoulder. I squint down the road and see someone on their knees with a gun to their head. I begin to sprint and scream, “No! Don't do it!”. I keep running towards him and hear a single gunshot and see him fall over. I begin to think it’s my fault. I feel like I could of prevented it. I walk over to his lifeless body. “He’s got a good amount of supplies.” I take his bag. It has ammunition, purified water, and a wallet with $120. In this situation, money doesn’t get you anywhere. I begin to keep walking and turn into an ally. I try to start a fire in a random barrel here. I begin to hear people talking and walking around me. My heart stops. It’s more Thugs. And I don’t think they’re happy for what I did to the other four. They turn to wall and see me. They know I did it. A thug pushes me against a wall, I try to fight back but two other ones come over and grab my arms and put them behind my back. One more comes over and takes my rifle and handgun. They say, “This is for what you did earlier!” Punches begin to smash my chest, stomach, and face. They kick me down on the ground. I fall, then look up and see a long

Working for Lynn is not a clear cut question as most would think however I would have to say yes and no. On the business side of things, it would be a great learning experience to work with such a powerful and intelligent woman. I would enjoy getting the perspective from her in what she would have done differently for sure, however, learning the smart choices on obtaining business and making them successful again would be very helpful. Working with her from a stand point that herself confidence would encourage myself never to change my self regardless of the situation would be a positive. Studies show that in addition to education delegation skills are needed to help woman success in business (Cuba, DeCenzo, Anish, 1983). I believe she has exactly everything needed to carry on her name in the industry.

It was Tuesday, July 18th. I was a nervous wreck. In desperate need of clothes to wear to impress... her. I begged my best friend Todd to join me at Woodfeild mall. He gave in and we went. Todd and I shopped for hours. Nothing looked good enough for...her. We were running out of time. I made-do with four short sleeve shirts from Champs and two pairs of sweatpants shorts from h&m. The total came out seventy dollars. We walked out and got into Todds car. I was shaking the entire ride home. Will she like it? Am I going to look fat? What about my acne? What if she doesn’t end up liking me? Nothing else crossed my mind as we pulled up to my house and I was dropped off. There was around an hour and a half until I had to leave. I walked inside