Personal Narrative: Go Away

The Eagles signed Fletcher Cox to a six-year, $103 million contract extension that includes $63 million in guarantees this Offseason. Cox’s considered by many as the Eagles best player. Cox is coming off a Pro Bowl season and his second selection to the Second-team All-Pro. Cox’s lead the Eagles last season in Sacks with 9.5 and tied for first with Malcolm Jenkins and Brandon Graham who all forced 3 fumbles.

"When will we find our new camp?" He looked at the kits, they were skinny... and didn't have much energy to play or anything "The kits need to rest, and recover from the shock of the fire" I said to him, i gave him a look saying we will talk later, he nodded and walked over to Scareye.

We have just arrived at our campsite. So far, this is the most outstanding campsite I have ever seen. Just looking out the window of the car I saw the tall orange and yellow trees as the autumn sun was shining down upon them. Then, when I got out of

A bus pulls up to a gravelly parking lot, no buildings in sight except a small building with a sign with a very unusual name, “Icthus”. Icthus is a Christian summer camp I go to every summer, and its is one of my favorite places in the wold. Whenever I walk around camp it fill my head with some of my happiest memories. First, I enter the Ichtus Worship Building, I can still hear the sound of praise to The Lord, a very familiar sound to me. After a little bit of walking, I come up to the kitchen, just by looking at it I get hungry for the buttery and soft mashed potatoes. Around a mile away from the kitchen is the fire pit, where night worship meets. I can almost smell the burned wood in the fire and feel the comforting warmth of the fire.

The Human-Martian, Valentine Michael Smith, is a God-like figure who attempts to show the the truth about religion to the world and create a utopian society in the novel Stranger in a Strange Land by Robert A. Heinlein. Heinlein served in the Navy and was a socialist politician before beginning his writing career. His second wife had a large influence on his political views and was the one who convinced him to run for the state assembly. After his loss, he became an author. Stranger in a Strange Land is Heinlein’s most popular book, however, his views on socialism and liberalism were not clear in his writings. Later written books and interviews gave his audience a better look on how he sees the two political views in his eyes. One of Michael’s phrases throughout the book, which had an impact on his world, is “Thou art God.” With these three words, he has been able to describe himself, and other creative/destructive beings that live upon the Earth as God. Not only have these words made an impression on individual characters, but also their communities. Jubal Harshaw is one of the few characters that Heinlein voices his thoughts through. With his advice and guidance, Mike convinced the world that he could make a paradise; a utopia.

On a three-one pitch to lead off the third inning I received a fastball right down the middle of the plate. After making solid contact with my bat, the ball turned right back around heading for the left field fence and cleared it by twenty feet. This resulted in my first home run of the season and possibly the farthest ball I ever hit. Although I enjoy many other hobbies, baseball outshines them all.

Who knew that things could change so abruptly, it almost felt that my whole world was flipped within a blink of an eye. Things were going to be different from now on, the people, the weather, even the fresh summer breeze from the coast will soon become a cold bitter winter breeze. This all came to my mind when my mom announced to my family that we’re moving, to New Jersey, once my school goes on summer break. At first, I began to panic, why do we have to move? Why can’t we just live here? We don’t even know anyone there, except for my aunt. We just moved here three years ago from New Jersey, and we didn’t like it, that’s why we only lived there for a month. Then why would we would we like it now? I question my mom, and I demanded explanations

Get me out of here. I know something is about to happen, I feel it in my gut. It's a setup for failure, really. A party at an estranged house on the edge of the city full of nothing but intoxicated and incapacitated teens. Something is bound to go down. I started to think of ways to get out without just bluntly saying it.

She carries symbolic bracelets and tangled up headphones and torn playbills. She carries crumpled sheet music, a highlighted play script, a rusty gun and holster, an old calculator, worn out journals for writing fragmented lyrics, passionate feelings, unforgotten memories, and so much more. Twice or three times a week she carries packets of law and a lunch that was packed that morning. She carries a water bottle that is always half empty, or much like herself, half full, depending on how you see it. Wyatt carries the priceless shark tooth necklace she gave him, locked away somewhere unknown. Hannah carries the cheap but meaningful books that she gave her, unread but still valued. Her mother carries the candy she gave her, hard but sweet, a reflection of her soul. Something they all carried in common, was that they all carried something that was given; taking turns, they carried pieces of her shattered heart.

This post was probably my worst semester of college and I have no excuse for how things turned out with my classes. I'm not going to blame my job or my home life as it was me who failed and I have no one else to point the finger at. I had tried to pass the remedial math course five times previously and I started to lose hope that this one course would hold me back from finishing school. This hopelessness carried into my other courses because at the time I truly believed it was pointless to try in other courses if I can't pass this class that's been haunting since I started attending college.

We would be so tempted to go outside, but my brother would never leave until my grandmother prepare something for us to eat, and trust and believe that when the rain falls that’s when you’re hungry the most. I wasn’t a big eater up until this day so I didn’t really care about food that much I would get the food and give it to my brother anyhow. My grandmother would get so upset and tell me I’m going to starve and die, I use to laugh at her and tell her I’m not going to die. I didn’t cause I’m still here so I was right, anyhow I waited patiently so I could go outside an play in the rain with my brother and I had to be quite too if I really wanted him to come. All my other friends would be out there waiting for us but I just wouldn’t go without

Racing at night going One-hundred and forty miles an hour on US-27 holding the lead, Shift six gear, speed topped out at two-hundred miles per hour passing by cars smoothly. I chanted I am immortal, I am a god! while I pushed my sports bike to its limit. Suddenly a black car approaches. WHAM! I get Rammed from behind and lose control of my bike slamming into a Semi-truck up ahead. Lights out. When I peeked my eyes, I saw 4 humans around me. Thump after thumb I believe I was in an ambulance rushing down the turnpike. I looked around and the first words that came to my head are “Rick this is just a dream”. This is the story of how I escaped from an illegal laboratory that clones and modifies humans.

Knowing the detailed instructions will be difficult for the tent crew to understand, I carefully instruct the guys in the cooking area what to do until I return. I walk with a mission up to the tent site and bring

Within Manor Farm power proves to be a very valuable trait to posses. Although the absolute need to obtain power can lead to possible negative outcomes. In order to wield benefits the animals engage in seeking loopholes to further influence their social standing. A lack of education and the consequential alteration of fundamental rules, the manipulation of animals for unnecessary delicacies and the use of propaganda to feed off fear, portray these different methods to gain power.

It was 4 o’clock when I arrive at the camp and the first thing I saw were tons of smiles, that radiate a welcoming feeling with the intention to make us feel at home. It was awkward to see people that have never seen me be so happy by my presence. Tall trees with vivid green coloured leaves and the brown dirt covered the entire scenery. Even Though, the wet climate kept us trapped inside the view was breathtaking. Me being pessimistic I waited anxiously to see if this day could be bombarded by even more misfortunes. When entering the cabin there were fifteen bunks, one