Personal Narrative-It's No Mom

She sat down on the bleachers on a bright sunny day and began to feel anxious as she thought about her results to see if she got accepted to Clark. Some part of herself was unsure of the decision she was about to make once she got her results. The field that the bleachers were surrounded in were packed with students playing sports. It’s as if time stood still and she was filled with her fears about getting into this school.

She began walking to her next class, P.E. Max could see the exit so clearly—a gate that strongly resembled prison bars. It would be so easy to slip out right now. But she couldn’t, she would get in trouble. Still, the teachers already hated her anyway…

I opened the door to the library and the smell of old books filled my nostrils. As soon as I walked in, I turned to the right, toward all the computers. There were 5 rows with 4 computers in each row. The lab was almost empty, except there was a third grader sitting in the back row. He jumped up when he saw us and bolted out of the library. R.J. and I looked at each other and shrugged. I raced to the fifth row and sat at the computer by the wall, my all time favorite. It seemed to be just a little faster than the others, or that’s what I have thought anyways. R.J. sat in the second row at the end.

The girls go back to the room and get ready for bed. Hailey tossed and turned all night worrying about the next day. She couldn’t handle the thought of being so high up and not having her feet on the ground. The thought terrified her. Hailey put those negative thoughts aside and began to think about what it would be like to walk into school and be able to explain how she conquered her fear. Soon enough Hailey was fast

Excuse me, I’m talking to you! Can you please answer my question?” Margie demanded. Margie soon felt annoyed and agitated because of this. The front gate soon opened and all the student poured into the school yard, waiting in front of a tall and broad door. Margie curiously followed the students, and while observing the area, she noticed a great sign with the words “Edison Middle School”. The doors soon opened and all the kids stormed into the building with great excite. They immediately stationed themselves in green metal structures. Which held all their “books”. Margie remembered about what Tommy told her about books. Margie suddenly knew where she was. The word school suddenly appeared in her mind. Margie walked up to another student,where she attempted to talk to the

BANG! The front door echoed behind Shy, as she walked forward. Shy continued walking through the school hallway, and right before she reached the end of the hallway she took a sharp left. She peered into the door that stood before her. Sat at a desk was one person, who was as asleep as a sloth. Everyone else was missing. The rusty door creaked as Queshya opened it with grace and ease.

Mom had a large lump, the size of a grapefruit, on the rear of her neck. She saw four doctors who all refused to operate. They feared she would be left paralyzed from spine damage. The fifth doctor, Dr. J.D. Fuller, agreed to remove the mass. The lump had grown larger. Mom had pains in her neck and arms like lightning bolts. Dr. Fuller stated his only way to remove the mass was by “blunted excision.” He made a long incision, reached into her neck, grabbed the mass, twisted, and pulled it out of her. The surgeon ripped muscle from her left breast to her spine and left trapezoid muscle. Mom was left with damaged nerves and muscles, but she was not paralyzed.

Reporter stated the following: They mom is acting bizarre. The mom showed up with three kids. The mom had multiple stories but nothing made sense. The mom first alleged that the 3 month child and three years old were sexually abused but there was not enough evidence. When there was not enough evidence the mom’s story disappeared. The mom told nurses, doctors and everybody different stories. The mom said someone had papers to make decisions on the children. When I asked the mom if she needed shelter, Mason said will they have to go back to the grandparent’s house. They are still here. We need DCS immediately to see who has custody of these kids. We think the mom took the kids from the grandparents. Mason said the grandparents are Genie and Jerry

The worker contacted Joetta Rhone who is the mother of Kelly Rhone and maternal grandmother of her children. Mrs. Rhone stated “I’m shocked at the allegations pointed at Kelly I have seven grandchildren all together and they’re all active in the church. I see Alaina and Markel at least three times a week especially on Wednesdays when we have church. We I see the children there always clean neat and well groomed. I’ve never seen any mark or bruises on the children and I don’t have any concerns for their safety living with Kelly. Kelly is a good mother she doesn’t drink or do drugs in fact I admire the way she parents her children because she a young mother she had Alaina while she was still a senior in high school and I’m proud of her for continuing

They took her into a bone chilling room that had a metal table and three metal chairs. There was paperwork scattered amongst the table. Two detectives took a seat across from her and began to question the identity of the criminal. “Well I could not get to good look at him because he was running so fast and he bolted into his car and left but I did notice that he was tall and blonde, he was also built like a wrestler and jumped into a big red truck. I think I might have seen him around school before but I am not sure.” She exclaimed in a jumbled mess of a sentence. The following Monday police came to the school and searched for a possible suspect. The police spent most of the day combing the old hallways and peering from behind the brick arches. The school day was almost over and the students were all getting riled up to leave, throwing their book bags over their shoulders and running down the halls like they were on a raceway. All of a sudden before anyone actually got the chance to leave the school shut down, all of the doors locked and no one knew

I was so scared, I was about to walk down the aisle for my mom’s wedding. September 9,2017, I felt so pretty with my long rose colored dress with my makeup and my rose colored nail polish. Holding flowers and a ring box, it was a little hard but I did it! Ok, here I go everyone was clapping and I was nervous, then I got to the end of the aisle and “plop” the top of the ring box fell ugh I was so mad I couldn't even get it because I had so much in my hand I had to go back for it, so I turned around and got the top and stood in my place.

All of the counselors started to clap and cheer for him. As Joey got up I could see his cheeks turn red like he truly felt like he belonged. He won the dance competition and that night the other counselors and I took him out for dinner. For dessert we took him to get ice cream and after that we went to the movies. During the movie it got boring

Quickly, I made it to the end of the hall, rounded the corner, then stopped. Before me was a long, dark, empty hallway. Justin was nowhere in sight. I was about to run forward when suddenly, I heard the rushing sound of water. Glancing to my left, I spotted a small light illuminate from underneath the girl's bathroom. That's odd, I thought. Dondella had told me the girl's bathroom had been locked. Hesitantly, I twisted the door handle and pushed it open. But nothing could prepare him for what he was about to see.

I had this neighbor, she was a single mother of two daughters, one was 15 years old and the other was 8. Over the two years that I lived in my home we were friendly but she had a tendency to need things quite often; my husband to watch and walk her dog while she was on a cruise, her daughter to stay in my home to wait for her to arrive from work, printer paper, there was always a knock at my door from her and after a while my family and I started to not answer. One morning she walked up to me while I was waiting with my daughter for the bus and asked she crudely asked me, “Are you trying to be rude?” After feeling attacked, we went back and forth verbally attacking each other. I felt she had no reason to attack or confront me because I had never asked her

After I strolled my way through the school, the year 10 building stood right in front of me. I walked anxiously up the stairs and got a glimpse of the stretched corridor. When I attained the top floor where the year 10 classes were located, it