Personal Narrative: I Am A Kid At Chuck E Cheese

Where I come from it's taking pride in your yard, knowing every single one of your neighbors, and leaving doors unlocked because there isn’t a thing to worry about. I find comfort in that small town feel, and I am more than proud to be from good ol’ Warrenton, Indiana. Here, we are just a wee bit shy of being big enough to be on a map, but we have a name and we have town lines. Within those lines nearly two hundred people have found a home, and thanks to Mr.Dave Gruible our community is steadily flourishing. There are now three subdivisions on the rise in addition to the church, salon, family restaurant, and campgrounds that nestled into the area years ago.

Being the new kid, in a school where it is easy to be another face in the crowd, is hard. During my first few years of high school, I didn't attend converse as I have nearly my entire life. I was enrolled in Parkway, a school in Bossier. The school was so much bigger than what I was used to and I felt overwhelmed. I was lost as to where to go the first two weeks since each class was on a different floor and hallway. My classes were so difficult, too! I was used to testing high scores, with little to no effort. There, was another story. I was average. In my honor classes, I was so behind on what I needed to know, and the teachers were going a mile per minute. Their tone of voice could make you feel stupid for even asking a single question on a difficult problem. I didn't necessarily dislike any of them, but I did have my favorite teacher.

If you really knew me, you would know that I am very, very competitive. I love competition. It’s absolutely electrifying. It makes me feel alive. I also hate losing. I hate being second best. I get very upset if I don’t win monopoly. But it motivates me to work harder and push myself further. And sometimes the only person to beat is myself.

Have you ever been to Dave and Busters It is so cool. It is so fun because my brother, sister, and cousin work there and there is ice cream and hamburgers.

When I was working at Target there were two mangers that I was to train and help if they needed it. The conflict was that they come in and changed everything in our stations. Which was uncomfortable due to that I had more experience and was working there longer. Nothing work well within the ream after that point.

Have you ever tried something new? Well I did one day at Kroger a few years ago. It felt funny, because no one else in my family but my dad would eat the food, and it was also a really weird food.

When I found out my aunt had breast cancer I was devastated because I thought of all of the things we used to do before she died. I remember when I was younger she would take care of me and my brother since my parents would be working or my mom would be at school. When me and my brother was younger she would drag my brother in the wagon and carry me in the wagon since I was smaller then my brother we would go up town and run erands with her we would go to the Piggly Wiggly so she can get groceries, To the drug store so she could get her medicine and the people that worked their would give us some candy everytime we went and we would go to Bonnies when it was open and get a cheese burger. When she would cook she would let me and my brother

I had so many different dreams about my future, it is amazing when you are a child, you have dream such as being a mother, a wife, becoming a pop star, creating an amusement park and writing story books. It was only later, that realize that was a fantasy. Life has taught me is valued and to understand my worth, qualities, and skills, which allowed me to be the person, I am today. Working at Taco Bell has taught me about being responsible and accountable for my action as well considered by others. There are many roles that make this job run smoothly: that being on time for work matter, and making sure I know my schedule, is what taco bell expected from me. I learned that the key to making customers keep coming back over and over is a warm smile,

It was August 28th 2013 , I knew the next day would be the biggest day of my life. All throughout the week, all I had on my mind was the big game. When I woke up on that Friday morning chills would run through my body a bolt of electricity. Knowing I’m one day away from one of the biggest games of my life. The winner has a spot in the playoffs. I was so excited and anxious that I went for a run around my neighborhood because I was filled with so much energy. When I got back from my run I had a creamy peanut butter and nutella sandwich. The best sandwich I’ve ever conceived to this day. Next thing I had to do was take my shower and get all my stuff prepared for the big game.

When I was working at my job in Dairy Queen one day on a Sunday I remember the day like if it happened yesterday. I was working in the drive-thru, I was having a bad kind of day but I still kept a smile on my face while I was working. I open the window the breeze hit my face it was cold and I remember the face I made it was like the face you make when ice runs down your back. I totally forgot to give the lady her napkins, five spoons and her five straws, so the lady gave me the stank face like the face a five-year-old gives you when you don’t give them any candy.

It was a Saturday morning and I woke up earlier than usual. It was 8:00 and I normally wake up

I came into your store today at around 5:30 pm. I had purchased a t.v from the electronics department, for $800.00. When I got home I noticed as soon as I took it out of the box, the base of the t.v was scratched. It wasn’t scratched badly enough for me to want to take it back, until I plugged it in and the screen was broken. I immediately called Walmart and the manager of the electronics department, and he told me it was nothing he was able to do. I couldn’t get my money back or even a new t.v to replace it. I wanted to contact you personally to see if there was anything we can set up seeing how I bought a $800.00 t.v from your store that was broke. Thanks for your time.

Staring at blank space in the dark. Tucked under my covers, tear stains on my face. Red as a tomato itself. I couldn't comprehend why was I was being punished. I did everything right, everything that you could think of. Mistakes were made here and there but as for myself, I was a good person. I know that everyone's worried. Till this day I cried and cried every night to a cold empty pillow where he use to lay wondering how. Memories floods my mind with every object that comes across my sight. Reminiscing as if it were yesterday. In my 2014 Chevy Malibu laughing, enjoying what God created. I smiled, a smile that stretched across my face as the cool autumn breeze kissed my skin. Staring at the most beautiful human being I could ever imagine.

It was not often that I had a few hours to slip away and return to that beloved spot under my favorite pair of trees. That day I had packed my hammock, a thermos full of jasmine tea, and the book that had been gathering dust on my shelf for months. I hopped in my car and drove the relaxing forty-seven minute journey (I had narrowed it down to the exact minute since I had driven there so many times). I stepped onto that familiar turf wearing my favorite jacket; it was a little more brisk than most would consider to be the perfect autumn afternoon, but I disagreed. The crisp, dry air was refreshing, cleansing. I needed to clear my head.

It seemed as if we had only been at school for about an hour before it was time for