Personal Narrative: First Look

In 2025, I will be twenty-nine years old and hopefully married. I will be married to my significant other of ten years Earnest Palmer III, who is a dentist. I would have been recently graduating with a bachelor’s in Culinary Arts and trying to plan to open my own restaurant, BubbaD’s Eateries. Knowing my big headed husband of mine, I probably had a baby then and trying to have another baby. Hopefully, by then Earnest will get rid of the idea naming our son, King. We will be living in the suburbs near New York City but working in the city. Being a woman with great memory, I probably wrote a memoir about my crazy life and trying to sell it to a publisher. If none of the publishers wants to publish my memoir, I will probably sell it the Lifetime

Some people say money is the root of all evil. I didn’t see it that way. All I saw was a simple task and a big prize. Well, at least I thought it would be easy.

My dad was born on April 23rd and that date always brings fond memories. When April comes I always find myself thinking first of him and then my mom who was born at the end of May. I sure miss them both. As the years roll on and I think back it really boggles my mind to think that my parents had to leave everything behind when they fled their homeland Latvia during WWII. They started up a new life in New York City as most likely none of you have ever had to do literally from scratch. They had no furniture, no belonging only the things they had with them from the DP or Displaced Persons Camp in Germany.

Here, everyone creates their own path towards a unique future, and that’s exactly the kind of place I need. Because I know my direction, and I know where I’m going.

I scrambled up on the rock. The deer was standing down below feeding in the tall grass.

I was born in planet Alarasar, to parents I no longer recall. I’d lived a blissful life of nothing but laughter and smiles lingering throughout the night and day, with the sight of my people gathering and chattering away. However, at the tender age of 3, an unknown figure was spotted in the sky. My home, Alarasar, had never witnessed such an ominous figure, let alone any visitors. Due to our planet’s remote location, we’d never been outside of it. My home, although far away and isolated from the rest of the planets, was a close community. We were satisfied with our planet although we’d lost connection with the rest of the galaxy. Numerous stories of the unknown galaxy were whispered from ear to ear.

After Mr. Spouterwinkle cleared his throat and loosened his tie, he turned his head sideways and said, " I have already put down a deposit for an apartment for you, and I have set up a bank account for you. It currently has 100 dollars in it, but you need to find yourself a job. The landlord said that he has the furniture situation handled, and that he'll visit you tomorrow to talk about rent and paperwork. any questions miss?"

It was really hard to stay relaxed the next day. I’d get looks from Alex because he knew something was up. If Rhonda was suspicious, she didn’t show it. The second class bell rang and I headed to the front of the school where I paced until my mom arrived.

The only reason i went to these football games was because my friends were. This was the first time my dad drove me here though. I was very bored so i decided to go talk to my dad and there he was the varsity coach for basketball was there. As i approached they welcomed me and told me that i was going to play for him this summer on a club team.

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The next day couldn't come fast enough. I woke up extra early that morning to get ready. After I took a shower I put on an army green baggy shirt, my black skinny jeans with a tear in one of the knees and my adidas. I left my hair natural and did light makeup. It was Saturday so I didn't actually have work today, but they said since Justin likes my help so much that they would like me to make sure he gets home safely and that he's fine when he gets there.

It all started when I was nine years old and I was doing my homework . I was sitting on the front steps of my house when I saw a blue trailblazer pass by my house. The trailblazer backed up and stopped right in front of me. Coach stuck his head out of the window, took a look at me and then he asked me, "did you take it out of the window?" Or, at least that's what I thought he said. "I'm sorry. What's that you said?" I asked.

2014 my final year of high school, I honestly like school with the exception, of math, and this might come as a shock to a lot of people, but art. After three long years of school, I was incredibly happy, that I was a senior at Stamford High School, and I was on my way out the door, into a cap and gown and finally done, well at least for that chapter of my life. So when I received my student schedule for the school year I was excited, I only needed three out of seven classes to graduate, which where mathematics, English, and you probably guessed it art, but at that time I didn't realize that. In all honesty, I was only planning on doing the bare minimum to graduate, so by that logic, I was only going to attend math and English and then just figure out how to waste my time, but that's another story for a different day.

Nearly everyone struggles with something when they first enter high school. Entering high school can be exciting, and intimidating. Many kids don’t expect to see a lot of changes because in middle school they were the most popular, or the best at a certain sport or position in a sport. Whether it’s on the field or even during lunch, your position or “social rank” is important. Some of the worst drama comes from the soccer teams or basketball teams fighting about “who's on varsity” or “who is whatever position” and so on. If a freshman gets one of those spots, people talk about it. If a senior doesn’t make varsity, people notice as well. But everybody wants to be the “most important player.”

After arriving to the start line, I noticed their were over ten teams. This was more than I expected, based on my movie experience. Now I was even more skittish. All the experienced, agile competitors were intimidating. One of team captains said it was time to jog out.