Personal Narrative: Four Basic Necessities Of Survival

Over my years of school, one big influence on me has always been sports. Ever since a young age, I have always enjoyed playing and watching sports. In my four years in high school, I have fell in love with the sport of lacrosse.

I woke up and took one bite out of my pop tart but that one bite was all I could eat. My legs were shaking, and my heart was pounding. My dad told me, “It is a true honor to even make it this far so go out there and have some fun.” Once I heard this statement, I knew I was ready to go. I arrived at school and boarded the bus. The car ride was an hour and fifteen minutes of hearing the squeaking of the wheel on the bus. My teammates were getting their heads ready for the big game.

Hi iam Edgardo Flores i was born in casa grande, az not that far away from our state capital,Phoenix, Az.theres nothing better to do in a hot summer than going out with the friends to a lake and have a blast riding jet skis boats and my favorite, swimming!My activites of the day are shooting,riding horses,and my favorite one is quad riding.Thats right! ive been doing these fun exciting hobbies since i was 9 years old.pretty young huh?

I woke up and hoped my furnace was working and was ready to be put on full blast. It was a frigid cold day, the coldest it’s ever been. The weather man called for the temperature to be -59 degrees. I walked outside and the air made me feel like I couldn’t move. It was that cold.

Just so you know, this is the Big Apple and I rule this town. New York City is filled with tall buildings, great culture, and historical sites. No other city has so much beauty that it takes your breath away; yet, there is a real danger that lurks on the streets. I should know because I am Detective Michael Morgan a United States Super Spy in charge of capturing dastardly villains who are set on destroying our world. Armed with mind-altering powers, Alex Higgins is on the top of the FBI’s list of the ten most wanted men in America. This thug is one of the greatest danger to our world and must be captured and jailed in the vault of death. There is no place safe for him to hide from the law and rumor has it, he is in my town. You break the law here in New York City, you pay the ultimate price: freedom.

I quickly swallowed my homemade authentic Indian food leftovers and gulped down my chocolate milk. Looking down at my watch that read 11:28am, I knew that I only had two minutes until my most favorite part of the day: recess. This particular day in 5th grade, I had run a lap around the playground before getting the rest of recess to myself. As I started walking for my warmup, another student ran up and said, “My parents said that your people caused 9/11.” Completely caught off guard, I held back the tears in my eyes and tried to shake off his comment. I had never encountered something like this.

After much consideration my husband and I have decided that Michael will not longer be attending The Reason For Hope effective immediately. I welcome the chance to sit down and talk with you should you choose to discuss the situation. It was not easy to arrive at this decision but it has been a long time coming. We have been increasingly more uncomfortable with your program in recent months for the reasons below.

You let your hair fall loose once your shift was over. It was 4:00pm and dinner was beginning at the restaurant. You pulled your long, fluffed coat on and waved your fellow waitresses off. The coldness outside made your nose turn red almost instantly. There was no snow, just bitter coldness. You shoved your hands in your pockets as you

I trudged around in the snow for more hours than I can count looking for a place to sleep. I long to go back to Rosita, but I don’t think she’ll even answer the door, and I wouldn’t either. Every place that had looked suitable had either been way too close to a building, or way to near a deserted shop, which I wouldn’t even slow down for. As soon as I found a place where the buildings indented. I set down my backpack for a pillow, and my spare clothing as a blanket. It wasn’t until I was laying down that I realized I was sleeping on an ice patch. Despite all of the safety I thought I had in previous nights, this was the worst. As I started to shed tears, I saw the sun peek over the horizon. It wasn’t until then that I fell

I have found myself stranded. I am on an island and I do not know where I am or what happened. I must search the beach to find anything I can to aid me in my survival until someone finds me. As I walk along the beach, I see something floating in the water. I swim out to retrieve this item, it is a cast iron pot. I continue to walk along the sandy beach, and I stumble over something buried in the sand. It’s a tent, still in its original packaging. I decide to go inland a ways. Though I am terrified of what is in this forest, I must find a place to set up a camp. I find a clearing. It looks like someone has been here before. As I wonder what may have happened to that person, I see a sword sticking into a tree. That should come in handy. It is time so set up my camp, so I begin by reviewing the items I have found.

Survival is not easy. Mother Nature doesn’t let you get food and water easily, or a shelter and fire. Just don’t give up and you can achieve what you want, to survive. Today I am going to tell you about my experience with trying to survive. The group I was in was Jenna, Avery, and Zach. The three thing we did was first a shelter, then a trap to get food, and then a fire. Just let me tell you one thing it is not easy.

I was born in the North Eastern United States during the latter half of the 1970’s. The product of loving, if unadventurous, parents. The surroundings of my home were a place of great enjoyment as a child, and by my fourth or fifth year of life, no place along the street of my home was off limits. The early eighties were quite different from today, and it was very common for the children that lived all along my subdivision to roam the outdoors at all hours. During this time, exploring and at play, I felt truly alive. Every experience was new: the smell of freshly cut grass, the sound a basketball made during a game of “hoops”, car rides in my

I quickly got dressed, and opened up the curtain to take a look outside. As I stood there focusing my eyes. I snapped back into reality. I noticed that it had begun to snow, and man was it snowing hard. Shaking, my head, in disbelief, I walked into the kitchen to grab the broom. Stopping at the closet, I grabbed my coat and gloves. I thought to myself that this is could get real ugly. Carefully I opened the door, uncertain of what I was going to see. A cold blast of arctic air hit me, as if I stuck my head in a deep freezer.

My room is cold. The warm air doesn’t extend to this part of the building which stands on a hill in the middle of a town called Cedar. I’m only four miles away from my old house. It’s been 8 years since I lived there.

My room is cold. The warm air doesn’t extend to this part of the building which stands on a hill in the middle of a town called Cedar. I’m only four miles away from my old house. It’s been 8 years since I lived there.