Personal Narrative: Kate's Family

Exposition My personal narrative has to do with my journey alongside my family in an event that we all faced. When I was in fourth grade my father got cancer. I am not over protective of the fact that he did, in fact I am quite open on the subject. If they haven’t forgotten, then my friends know, and classmates at the time did know. In this way it is very personal, but also a shared story. As I stated earlier, my father got cancer when I was in fourth grade. This can certainly be considered an unusual childhood. I do not think that many children have had their parents go through cancer when they were around this age. My family spent lots of time in this situation. We were open with this fact, and people had helped us. My fourth grade class

The Great Outdoors The sun was glistening through the tall, swaying pines. To the right of the trail, a gentle river flowed softly down towards the mouth of the lake. Walking across the rickety wooden bridge, I inhaled a deep breath of refreshingly crisp mountain air. The sun beat down on me as I made my way across the bridge and back onto the well-used hiking trail. The ambient sounds of chirping birds, babbling water, and the croaks of several frogs filled my ears as I made my way around the bend. As I entered the mouth of the forest, I could see my father standing in the middle of the path, glancing upwards, taking in the beauty that had began to engulf us. “We better get going.” he said, looking back at me. “There’s still many miles to go.” I smiled and turned, taking in one last view of the beautiful creekside. Then, with determination, we set out to finish the challenging trek we had started.

But, it was no use, she ran as if she had years of experience running through the trees, in different zig zags and turns. Jonas then started to feel the exhaustion overcome him since his muscles were sore from his long journey . But, he wasn’t going to give up, not now, not after everything he had done. Then all of a sudden he came to a

Red Bluff The night coats the air with darkness as we arrive. The only light is the warm glow of the headlights piercing through the thick blanket of the night, and the moon gazing down upon us. Click, our headlamps go on. We hop out the car, as a rush of whipping wind engulfs my face. The cold night air flows through the stitching of my clothes stealing the warmth from my body and sending chills down my spine. My friend and I search to find a campsite, like dogs searching for a buried bone. Walking, I can feel the crisp grit of sand shifting beneath my feet and hear the wind flowing like a river through the trees. Down the worn path, we hang our hammocks and start to gather firewood. Sounds of machetes striking branches fill the woods echoing

When Ellie arrived the other day it was dark and she was unable to appreciate the beautiful countryside surrounding her. However today, it was spectacular. The imposing mountains in the distance were stunning and the open fields bordered by lofty trees were delightful. Since she isn’t in any hurry to reach town, Ellie pulls over and simply sits and takes it all in. It is relaxing, drawing the tension from her.

The Russell family has been in the military a lot to say the least. My father also named Jerry was in the Air

Leila is eight years old and lives in Calgary, AB, with her mom, dad, big sister named Annika, and cat named Clara. For three years of her life, she lived in Hong Kong. Leila enjoys writing, drawing, playing piano, and skiing. I wonder where this path leads, wondered Nancy. The mountains

Miss Kate’s letter about her salary is a violation of the Equal Pay Act (EPA). EPA requires that both men and women be paid the same if the jobs content are equal regarding skill level, effort, and responsibility (Bethel University, 2013). Based on the letter, the male professor hired does possess a PH.D. in the field, but with no experience. There may be an exception to her case on him based on the EPA’s exception rule due to his education. However, the other two counselors with no experience in counseling, no Ph.D., and no license to supervise graduate student interns is worthy to be brought up on legal issues.

It was a warm, fall afternoon in the peaceful state of Illinois. On my grandparent’s farm, I explored the land as much as I could. The various trails and wooded acres led me to creeks, caves, and historical tunnels. I would drive the four-wheeler to venture out into the landscape. The brisk wind rushes past my cheeks and the smell of birch wood and damp grass would smother nostrils.

“No the tent goes on this side of the fire pit! I want it on this side.” “Who cares! Just set it up on this side!” Bree covered her ears and ran back onto the path to sit quietly on a rock. “Don't go too far!” Her mother yelled breaking away from the argument. Bree sat and stared out to the trees. She sighed and wished for a peaceful life like them. She felt envious. How long had she been sitting there? Should she get back? Someone screamed. Her head whirled around. There was shouting, then a moment of silence. She frantically slid off the rock and sprinted back to the camp. Only, no one was there. It was completely empty. “Mommy? Daddy?” Her voice quivered. Where were they? She thought she hadn't taken that long. She was scared. Her tears started to flow. Then by the grassy area, she saw something. It was a shoe. Mommy's shoe! She ran to the spot and brushed the grass away. Bree gasped and fell backward. Her mother had scratches bleeding all over, her head had a large gash, and she could see all the whites in her eyes. She cried. But where was her father? She went around camp searching. Hoping, praying. She couldn't find him. He was gone. Just like that. He just had disappeared into thin air. Sniffling she ran. Water streaming down her face, blurring her sight. She ran. Right into a giant… What exactly was it? She looked up. A man stared down at her. “Are you ok?” He looked down at her worriedly with huge eyes. “Where’s your campground?” “Whaa~?” She felt dazed and fell into a pit of darkness. Bree could hear distant shouting that she couldn’t quite reach. Did someone say hair? Too much she thought and closed her

It was a normal November day for Melissa’s family, the air was cool and crisp. Leaves rested on the ground and crunched as Melissa climbed into her car. Inside, there was a great tension. Her brother was supposed to be at school but instead, he was in the front

Bluffing - A Summary

In 2003, the Warner family only went to church on important holidays. But after my grandmother’s death, we would be visiting church for a different reason. My family visited her house the evening of her death. We saw where she stayed in the last room on the left. I remember

Warmhearted, Extraordinary,Humorous,Passionate Sister of Jennifer and Cindy Lover of late night walks on the shore, spending quality time with people she cares most about, watching TV shows till Midnight

This is the first time Kate and Matt meet one of the mysterious creatures described in the diary of Kate’s grandfather. It is a very critical moment in the storyline because the main characters get in all sorts of trouble due to this creature. In addition to this, Kate is finally able to prove to Matt that her grandfather was not hallucinating or making up the creatures. Not only does the creature do all of this, it also brings Matt and Kate closer due to all the weird circumstances they are both put in in order to try to find a way to hide the creature from the rest of the crew. In a way, the whole second half of the book revolves completely around things that happen in the plot because of this creature, and it can be called one of the main