Personal Narrative-Jordyn

The skin on the bottom of my feet clenched the foam surfboard as the Colorado water chilled my spine. The sound of the music from the sapphire blue Malibu Wake Surf edition blared as my ear drums rattled. The teal water seemed to stare back at me with suspense. “Tell me when you’re ready!” someone barked out from inside the boat. Still astounded by the beauty of Navajo Lake being a place where I’ve been before but I have never really noticed the beauty until now. I poked my eyes up from neon green surfboard to the person on the boat and gave them a relieved thumbs up. The engine roared, my heart raced, the nose of the surfboard went up, no regrets.

Lila lay on her bed staring at the ceiling thinking over the events of the evening. The more she recalled, the more she was mortified for acting like a love sick, slobbering idiot in front of not only the most beautiful man she’d ever met, but he was her best friends cousin of all things! Lila groaned, burying her head into her pillow. She tried to console herself by thinking she would never see him again. She could avoid him by simply not going back there. It wouldn’t be too difficult to do. She would never have the guts to venture to a club like that on her own. This is exactly the reason that Rachael had taken her there. Lila was trying to convince herself he was charming to all the ladies. He worked at a night club. Of course he would

It was now after six in the evening, and he hadn’t stopped all day…had barely stopped all week. In addition to dealing with new work commitments, he’d been fielding calls from his wife’s – soon to be ex-wife’s – lawyer. And his own lawyer. The divorce was going to be settled quickly, at least. He wanted that much, and Alisa was good for that much; she didn’t want it to drag on, either. He knew he should eat and relax…he needed to freshen up, first. He pulled his suit coat off and headed into the bathroom…and just looked at himself in the

" Ah... did that child just...?" Cole turns his head side to side, trying to see where did that infant disappear to. He then looks under the table, wondering if the poor thing slipped out of his father's arms. "Where did that little one toddle off too?" Cole slowly lifts his head back from under the table when Lenny gleefully chasing after his baby boy. Ah, the life of a parent. Well, super natural parent that is. A bittersweet chuckle escapes from his mouth as his attention turns back to the aggron lad in front of him.

As he shoved his luggage into his overhead bin, he took a seat with exhaustion. Remembering all the memories they've had at their grandparents house, when they were little. Now today would be the day to relive all those fun and exciting memories, thought Jamerson. Jamerson knew he could be able to show his Grandma Judy and Grandpa Jona, all the things he's learned from his practices in football, soccer, and basketball. Kaitlyn had finally gotten a flight attendant to come over by her. Kaitlyn began to speak, “Mrs, by any chance do you have wifi on here I could connect to?” The flight attendant Carrie had said, “I'm sorry ma'am we don't, is there anything else I can get you?” Kaitlyn didn't say anything, she sat there in disappointment. Ugh,

Brendon is in the motel room after a show. They're in northern Oregon, and there's

Close your eyes. I want you to hear and recognize five or more things either in or outside the room. Once you have done this realize what your body is touching, chairs, clothes, and watches anything. Now I want you to place your feet softly on the ground and dig your heels and toes into the sole of your shoe. Now calm your nerves and imagine your body floating through space, allowing the darkness to guide you on a peaceful trip through space. As you pass you notice that the bright stars have happy memories from your childhood to now, you watch as the memories begin to fade. The memories have now faded.

“It was my fault, okay?” His statement caused her to halt. She attempted to look at him again but her eyes focused on the clouds above his head. He stuffed his hands in his pockets before sauntering away. His hand fiddled with the wallet. She dragged herself to her dorm; her hatred for herself grew. She crossed her arms over her chest, thinking about how incredibly stupid she was. She replayed the encounter in her mind, rewriting the entire event to fit an embarrassment free one. As she blamed herself, her thief found himself at his quiet area on campus. While sitting on a bench, he examined the wallet. A tattered, russet leather wallet with ‘Marcy’ embroidered on it with blue bubble letters. He ran his index finger along each letter, tracing

“When I was a little kid I had a good friend who lived down the road from me. Her name was Aria Robin Hunter. I always thought it was cool she had two first names but she thought it was bothersome since she had to explain it to everyone. Aria Robin was always a very creative girl, even for a kid, she seemed to have all these never ending ideas. She was perfectly fine with being left to her thoughts even when it was because all the other kids thought she was weird. She never minded them when they saw her creations as strange alien things. All she said to the boy who told her an animal she drew was strange looking was that he simply hadn’t seen one before. She didn’t seem odd to me when we were little but I began to see her differently as we

Jordyn rested her head on her desk hoping for a quick nap before the office got too busy. She groaned when the scent of cologne filled the air. Of course Lucas would have a few comments about her marriage. For a second, she didn't bother looking up to acknowledge him standing in front of her desk.

You may be wondering as to why I am writing you a letter. Once you receive it, you’ll question it and immediately message me on my phone asking me about it all dumbfoundead. I would then explain and you would respond back with a sense of humor and silliness. That is how well I know you, Jorden.

My parents are friends with Olivia(Lauryne’s mom) and after getting to know her for a little while Olivia asked my mom if she would adopt Lauryne. My mom then went and talked it over with my dad they finally agreed to adopt her.

Cecelia, thank you for an interesting post. At the age of thirteen, I used to hear the word, “jeez”. Not knowing what it meant, practiced it several times myself when I felt the need to, or it just came out, until one day it slipped out in front of a very religious lady. That was a mistake on my part! She just about ripped my head off. I was confused and wondered if had said something wrong, as I did not mean it in a swearing context. I knew full well that I wasn’t allowed to swear. Out of respect for the lady, I resorted to not question her, part of my upbringing. Not knowing the relevance, I became even more curious to find out the basis of her getting offended. Then one day I worked up the courage to ask one of my Caucasian classmates who

"Y/N are you sure you aren't hungry?" Daesung asked, concern lacing his unusually soft voice. Buried beneath the heavy duvet of the guest bedroom in his apartment, you nodded your head; rustling the blankets with your movements. You could feel his gaze burning through the blanket consequently, making you feel guilty. You would eat but it had suddenly become difficult to keep the food down, throwing it up minutes after consuming it.

Why are we making so many sandwiches?” Tia asked, rudely talking with her mouth full of the pink lady she rudely stole from my fruit basket all while rudely sitting atop my kitchen counter. “And why can’t I have one?”