Personal Narrative: Katelyn Ballard

When I was six I wanted to be Hannah Montanna. When I was 12 I still dreamed of becoming a pop-star, but figured I could have a second job too – just in case. I’m seventeen now and I’ve have read Maya Angalou and Ralph Waldo Emerson; I’ve studied American history, marvled at astounding scientific discoveries, and cheered for political revolutions. I've traveled to different states and analyzed geological features for the aesthetic beauty and for the geological history. I've done many things, the logical step here would be then for me to pick; speak or forever hold my peace, but in all honesty, I don't know what I want to be. My six-year old self would say it's because I've seen too much, I think it's because I haven't seen enough. I want to

Lena was a waitress in a cocktail bar in South Dakota when she met the Winchesters, Bobby drove them her way and of course underestimated her but listening to her talk fascinated the both of them with her expertise and soon the duo turned trio. It didn't take long for the youngest Winchester to become engulfed with feelings for the girl and she too returned his mutual feelings. Granted she never expected her life to become full on hunting but for Sam, there wasn't anything she wouldn't

In my sixth grade year I had a teacher named Mrs. Lambert. She was a great teacher and friend. Close to the end of the year we took an advanced math test to see how much we’ve learned. Unfortunately I wasn’t present the day the rest of my classmates took the test. The next day, my teacher was explaining to me that I had to take the test and so I did. When I received the test I quickly rushed through it. It wasn’t that I was being lazy. It was more that I already knew the material. When I was finished I was sure that I had done a great job. My teacher had told me that if the whole class got a good great then we were eligible for a prize. Then, my testing teacher told her that I didn’t use the rubric or the formula sheet. My home class teacher

I had always thought she was beautiful. Katelyn Baldwin was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She did everything so effortlessly. From the way her long blond hair fell to the way she constantly seemed to say the right things, it was always flawless. She was so confident and cheerful yet she still looked cool. I would even go as far as saying she was perfect, but I know perfection doesn't exist. I am extremely lucky to be able to call her my best friend.

Marina Carter was ready to take back her life. She deserved more in life than a loveless relationship and a cheating fiancé’. Without a thought, she packed her bags and escaped far away to a private island to plan her new life. Sun, fresh air, and sandy beaches proved to be just what she needed.

It was a cold long winter day Christmas lights were hung up and everyone was joyful singing Christmas carols, snow was falling and everything was filled with laughter. Except for one person Terri mills. Yearly Terri thinks about her baby boy who she gave up for adoption eight years ago. Even since then Terri still feels guilty, and does not want to be sad anymore. Terri has not had it easy since then, one morning she woke up and her husband was gone! He had lost his job about a year ago and left a note saying I can't provide for you anymore. Terri knew that she had to be a woman and work for herself so she went and worked at an African American record shop. Terri knew that would not stop her, and she would do anything to get him back nomader the cost but for now she still wanted her boy back even though it seemed impossible ! Sooner or later Terri still had hardly any money just for her then a flashback came one of her, her husband and her little baby boy.

Olivia was amazing. Her kindness was a strange love, but when she loved you, you always knew. She was crazy in the best way possible. At UBMS, we shared a dorm. It was the closest we had ever been and being in that room with her for six weeks brought us closer than either of us thought we would ever be. We stayed up some nights till nearly one in the morning. We were both going through difficulties and they were more similar than we had known. One night I was telling Olivia about the fight Benjamin and I were in at the time. I had told him I was Atheist and he had not taken it well, as I had expected. She sounded a little shocked when the word ‘atheist’ had left my lips. I heard her shift, sit up, and turn. I couldn’t see her but I could feel

As she walked away with the check and cash the phone buzzed, reading the message he smiled. Looking at her she didn't come across as someone sick, though you could never tell just by looking if someone was terminally ill. Often it was something inside, that ate away, only apparent at the end. A finger on his lips as he watched her open up the antique cash register and count out his change, which he did not want. For a moment he wondered, could he do it? Would it be worth it? She wasn't gorgeous, women like that only plan their own demise in the movies. No one in real life does it, and a gorgeous woman that a man instantly falls in love with, no one would do it. Or a madman.

50 minutes had passed since Bailey Madison James whom some called Bai and others called BJ. Though when they called her BJ that just pissed her off to the point of no return. Bailey thought it was funny when she'd explode and the looks on people's faces made her day sometime. She just couldn't get enough of it. "I love you." Bailey typed into her phone sending a text message to Calahan not knowing if he was going to get it or not. Even if they fought a lot she always made sure that he knew she loved him. Even if it was a simple text message before bed, a note on his pillow, a note on his plate when he'd come home late. It was just her little way of trying to make things better between them. She hated the fact that all they did was fight including

I don't like Devin all that much, I believe she can do better. Much better. He's not as intellectual as she. He's not nearly as beautiful as Katelyn. He is a slob and she likes things neat. Katelyn says he is kindhearted and has a good sense of humor, but I don't see it. I see him as boring and uptight. I bet he can't even make her feel as good as someone else could. Sometimes when we are watching movies together and he tries to snake and arm around her shoulders I can see how awkward and uncomfortable they are. Katelyn has never been awkward with her boyfriends before, it's just him, they aren't right for each other and everyone knows. She deserves better.

This month Wendy and I talked a lot on the phone. I met up with Wendy once this month, due to the event Sunday getting canceled and the end of the month so soon, I was not able to go visit her again. Wendy and I talked a lot about the weather on the phone. Neither Wendy nor I liked the snow so we loved the warm weather we had a few times this week. When I went over to Wendy’s house, we just sat at her kitchen table and talked. We had a glass of pop. We talked about her game of bowling she did during the week, as well as a movie about dogs she went to see. She said it was kind of sad, but also at the same time, it was funny. We talked about what she had for dinner. Wendy and I are both really picky about our food, so it is nice having

Nothing bad ever happened to Jane. Looking from the outside in she had the perfect life and that's what drew me to her. I’d been watching from afar for almost a year now. I even went through the trouble of starting my career as a teacher over at a new high school so I could get a closer look into her life.

I tiptoed down the rest of the stairs dodging huge holes in the wood. Before stepping out the door I called “Going to walk Hailey to school.” I paused for a minute waiting for a response from Marissa who was frantically looking through the kitchen drawers for something. She looked up for a second and without saying anything resumed her search more desperate now for whatever she was searching for. She says she is worried for me, and that I would have to accept that Hailey was gone as she she had. I try telling her nothing happened to Hailey. She just doesn’t get it. I hold the door open for Hailey and then shut it convulsing the walls.

Imagine yourself being on the lake soaking up the rays of the sun and the crashes of the water on a waterski. This is what shapes up the life of Rachel Cooper. I have personally not known Rachel until I walked into Mrs. Zoller’s sixth period English class and she was assigned to sit next to me. As I interviewed Rachel, I learned the many aspects of her life including her family, school life, and her hobbies and personality that make her the person that she is today.

The place I went with Tiffany on last Thursday is the Digital Design Wetland located behind the physics building. I’ve never been there before since it’s not a big green area like Lakeside where is open and good for hanging out with groups of friends. The Digital Design Wetland is relatively small and is also relatively “in-artificial” that didn’t fully exploited as a scenic spot. The entrance was hidden behind a parking lot, and by the time Tiffany and I got there, we saw a narrow path winding forward and disappeared into trees and bushes. Both sides of the path are fenced by barbed wires, which kind of scared us as we moving forward to the central the wetland. On the half way there, we finally figured out the reason for these huge barbers