Personal Narrative: How The Ocean Changed My Life

Edgar Allan Poe and Alfred Hitchcock both use suspense and fear in their pieces of work. The audience can see the way Edgar Allan Poe uses suspense in his pieces, “The Raven” and in “The Fall of the House of Usher,” and how Alfred Hitchcock uses similar techniques in his piece, Rear Window. These three pieces of work show how Edgar Allan Poe and Alfred Hitchcock are able to use and set up different aspects to create suspense and fear throughout their stories. In both Hitchcock’s and Poe’s pieces one can see the aspects that they use to create suspense are very similar. Both Hitchcock and Poe use a single character’s point of view, detailed settings, and isolation to create this sense of suspense throughout the story.

I am Eva Rapaport . I was the only child . I was born to non-religious Jewish parents . I was born on October 27th , 1929 . My father was a journalist and my mom loved taking trips . I have a cousin that is two years older than me that I loved spending time with . FOUR MONTHS LATER , my dad was harassed by the Gestapo or the secret state police , that turned out bad . I was always getting called bad names by my best-friends because I was Jewish and I was different from them . My friends never wanted to be by me and they never wanted to talk to me unless they was criticizing me . They told people they couldn’t be around me .My parents soon said we had to escape , so , we eventually evacuated by trains . During my third grade year , there were

I had arrived for a two-week stay at the transit barracks of Camp Pendleton in California. We would stay here temporarily until we flew to our overseas base destination. They had told us that we were not allowed to leave the base prior to our flight. They probably believed that some of the newer soldiers might get themselves into trouble in Oceanside, or head for home with cold feet rather than leaving the United States for the next year.

Through the ages of 8-15 I was an avid reader of pleasure books. The majority of the books were mysteries such as Nancy Drew or the Hardy Boys. Books about animals were avoided because they usually had a very sentimental theme, and I was very emotional when it came to animal suffering.

Sixth grade came along and I think the bookworm in me got out of its hiding place and started going to the library everyday before school.By Seventh Grade I discovered one of my first series by my favourite authors Claudia Gray, my addiction continued and still to this day if I can't put a book down I will stay up all night reading it just to finish .

I can just picture it now the sandy beaches, beautiful sky, and I gagging because the salt water that got in my mouth was disgusting. When I went to Hawaii I had the time of my life. There were just a few things that were annoying, but I spent all of it with my family and that’s what mattered.

I am known to be extremely clumsy. With that, it’s expected that I often end up in awkward situations. In the past I have called numerous teachers “Mom,” fallen down while walking up stairs, almost fallen off a cliff; and it can be assured there were many more instances where my embarrassing clumsiness had led me into awkward, sometimes life threatening, situations. One moment that stands out in particular takes place in every marine animal welfare activists’ “favorite” place, Sea World.

My mother, would read to me Dr. Seuss. I recall her telling me about Sam I am, and his green eggs. I became an independent reader in kindergarten when I read Dr. Seuss's One Fish, Two Fish. While its 63 pages may not seem hard in retrospect, at the time I felt a great sense of accomplishment in doing that, because it was the first novel that I had read entirely on my own. The books I liked to read as an adolescent were primarily non-fiction books. It was always related to history. Whether it be the history of The Minnesota Twins or about the Titanic, I was always reading about history. I still read a fair deal of fiction. Our school took part in the accelerated reader program and I would always read the fiction books; Lemony Snicket etc; because they had the highest point values. Reading in classes has never been much of a challenge to me. Some of my favorite moments in school have been the moments where I was exposed to Hemingway and when I was exposed to

Halfway to the water I started screaming. Why was I jumping off the high dive when I could not swim. When I hit the water I realized that my uncle Bobby was going to grab me when i hit the water.

Swish, swish went the water as my hand glided swiftly through the surface. I use and kicked as hard as I could filling like a speedboat that finally reached top speed. I could hear the cheers of my teammates shouting” Go Lauryn Go!!!” And then disaster struck, Boom. I’d hit my head against the wall, coming in a little too quick to hit the flip turn. For me, everything stopped. My head was spinning, my legs were shaking, and I was more than a little off balanced. I had never experienced anything like that before. I was always off the block with great, speed determined to win, but this time was different. There was no way I could win because by the time I regained my balance all of my competitors were already three quarters finished.However,

Aw yes the cool breeze in the air, and the hot sun in the sky. The warm ground I laid on I knew I was in the right place. I walked in the warm water where I saw the beautiful fish swim all around me. All the beautiful shells, and the sounds of birds singing. The way the water sounds I wish I could stay here forever. Then it was time to go. As i walked I turned around and said ‘“I have to come back to this beach again.”

I was introduced to wrestling when I was seven years old, my Dad signed my brother’s and I for youth wrestling. Ten years later, I was enrolled at University City High School and was a sophomore. My first impression of the wrestling team was that this team was broken, the team captains were not guiding the younger wrestlers. They would mostly keep to themselves and put down other wrestlers who were just beginning. Our Coach did nothing as to stop the verbal put downs, however, my brother and I stuck with it till the end. Senior year, me and my brother were team captains, we were excited to set the example for the for the new wrestlers. Our Coach was harsh when it came to cutting weight, our team mates would do the craziest things to lose weight.

I don’t know how you did it, but within a month you have made me absolutely crazy about you. And it might seem like all these feelings are coming out of the blue but that’s because I have been holding them back because the last thing I want to do is scare you away. Yet I feel like if I don’t share these feelings and thoughts with you I could lose your attention and someone else could win you over, and that is honestly my worst fear at this point. Babe, you’re amazing. The fact that I was able to open up to you about how my dad rejected my coming out and you could calm me down and be there for me was calming. Any time I am stressed and I talk to you, you’re always so supportive and reassuring and I love that more than anything. You’re the type

When I first learned how to swim, I was 5 years old. My family and I were outside by the pool and I was on a float in the water. My brother and dad were in the water while my mom and sister were tanning on the deck. My mom got hot and started to get in the water. My dad came behind me and flipped me. I really didn't know how to swim so i was drowning. I was trying to push myself up when my mom grabbed me and picked me up. I went to go lay down by my mom when my dad picked me up again. My dad started to fake throw me in. My mom, brother, and sister all went inside. When they got insdie, my dad grabbed me and threw me in again. I thought I was gonna die but then I started to doggy pattel. My mom came outside and started to freak out. I told

When you wake up on a tile floor, it is normal to have a ache in your back. My plan for the day was to go, find, and collect water. I grabbed a spool of fishing line and tied the end to my door frame, and I put the spool in my backpack, so that when I walked I made trail of string to follow back home. With this safety measure in place, I went out in search of water. After only a few hours of exploring, I heard the trickling of water. I bee lined for the source of the noise. I had found a fresh water spring! I fell to my knees, and started drinking. As far as I was concerned, this was the best tasting water on God’s green Earth. I filled several jugs that I had brought from the store, and went on exploring.