Personal Narrative: Lend's Home

One night after I bagged-and-tagged this vampire, the alarms went off so I ran to Raquel’s office. She looked normal, just going through some papers on her desk but something seemed different. She looked like water, but she was totally normal. It wasn’t Raquel, so I tazed it and security came and everything was hectic. I thought the thing had ate Raquel, but turns out he was just trying to figure out who was killing all the paranormals. I didn’t know how many paranormals were dying until I was trying to bag-and-tag a Vampire one night and I walked into a room full of about 20 of them. I called Reth, an ex boyfriend faerie, which was a mistake and faeries have to do whatever you say if you use their first name. His real name wasn’t Reth that was just his faerie name. He is always trying to love me and after what he did, I don’t love him. Faeries have bad tempers and they are very manipulative. I found out that all the vampires that were in that room were found dead. Then, I had a mission to go bag-and-tag a hag. I hated hags so Jacques came with me, Jacques is a werewolf and when I was looking in the swamp for the hag, I found her dead. She was so ugly, but she was

I was brought out of my painful daze while looking down at my dad pouring vinegar and rubbing a credit card repeatedly over the sting. Not knowing what to expect I looked down to see that my shin had puffed up multiple inches and turned a purple color. I was escorted upstairs to the condominium and had strict instructions to stay on the couch in front of the sliding glass doors. I peered out to see the dark, eerie water filled with many unknowns. No longer was it a sight of beauty, it had turned into an ominous view that was filled with gloomy and painful memories. My eyelids slid shut as I tried to escape my once paradise, and now nightmare.

Generally, I had a positive outlook toward life in junior high and high school. I had great friends, teachers, parents, and teammates that supported my life goals and decisions. I thoroughly enjoyed my hobbies and practice to get my mind off of school. When it comes to

I woke up on a warm sunny Saturday morning and went down stairs and called my friend Joey Gliech and said “Today is the day!”

I heard a feminine voice call out to me as I blazed out the front door. "Good morning Amber! Oh, where are you--" I cut her off with a sharp slam. I couldn't look back. With each step towards my car, I inhale painful sobs of air. I feel as if I don't know who I am, as if I was that 18 year old girl hearing the news of his death for the first time. I couldn't think of the name that belongs to me, or any one else but my father. Any face my subconscious offers had the resonance of a total stranger, then was replaced with the haunting image of

I left my radio in the back room in was most likely with the volunteer who was covering for me. He yelled at me to "get up" and told me lets talk in Joshs' office (which was a few steps away). Daniel storms in Joshs' office, turns on the light and sits down in the office chair in front of the desk with his arms crossed and a sticky note in his hand. I follow him and prop the door open with the door stop is I say "lets keep the door open it's hot in here." The real reason I did this was because I was extremely uncomfortable. He then yells, "Do you want to tell me where you have been?". I was standing in the door way, not completely in the room when I told him that I met with HR. He asked very angrily who I got permission to leave from and then stated that I left my post without permission.

I HAD BEEN ASLEEP QUITE SOUNDLY FOR A COUPLE HOURS, WHEN I WAS AWOKEN BY AN ALL TOO FAMILIAR SOUND. IT SEEMED LIKE EVERY TIME MY BRAIN REGISTERED CERTAIN NOISES - EVEN WHEN I WAS DEEP IN SLEEP, IT SENT OFF A PANIC TRIGGER THAT FLOODED THROUGH MY MIND. THIS

“Dad!” Was the only word that had rushed out of Russell’s mouth the instant he saw his father enter the room. And, once he finished hugging Cary he then added, “Have you found him? What did those people you arrested say?”

I woke up and looked over to where Erik's mattress was, he was gone but I wasn't surprised. I laid my head back down and awoke about 15 minutes later. Erik was sitting on his mattress looking in my direction smiling.

I fell asleep just in the middle of the hallway hoping that all of this was just a dream. I woke up feeling like i had been drinking all last night. I hated myself for killing an innocent cat. I went outside because i felt like i had to because

All I had ever wanted to be when I grew up was a mom. My husband and I tried for years to have children but alas it wasn't in God's plan for us. So we needed a new plan. We looked into foster care.

“You need to talk to her.” Jelena says. “Why, so she can go on and on about how long we haven’t seen each other?”

Three Houses Later My home town, where I grew up at, and where I am at now. These three characters link to the three different houses.

In my seventh-period P.E. class Mrs. Greene announced to us, “That it is cold outside so you can either stay in the gym or go outside.” Faith, Jessica, and I stood up from the hard black unappealing plastic bleachers to go outside. As I opened the door, the wind whipped around my bare skin and leaves whirled along the ground. “It is freezing; I'm going back inside.” I retorted. We were walking along the narrow hallway going back to the gym when we met Carlie. She gave us no room to walk by her so I retreated to the wall that way we wouldn’t collide with each other. I turned around and saw Carlie bump into Faith. “Move outta my way.” Faith screeched ferociously. Carlie looked at Faith with her eyes glaring, but preceded to walk onward down

Lord, this uniform is tight. My chunky thighs are about to burst out a this thing. Mama said to watch my mouth, but this uniform is already making me snappy. I can’t believe I have to wear this thing. Isn’t my obvious black colour enough to label me as a maid. Today’s my first day, and I’m sure as hell not excited for it.