Personal Narrative: Life On The Line

Later that night, I would find out that I fractured my femur, clean into two. My doctor told me that I would be out from sports for at least nine to twelve months since it was an extreme injury. Normally, with being an athletic person, I was absolutely devastated. I knew that it was going to be a long recovery, but I did not know that it was going to be a mental setback as much as physical. At first it was nice to have my loved ones come around all the time to visit me and check up on me, but after a while they all moved on. They all headed off to enjoy their summer while I laid on the couch watching television and attempting to do some leg exercises. I had to have help with everything, which led to many arguments. Being independent, I abhorred the fact that I needed help with the simplest things, such as grabbing the remote or even getting up. I became so upset about it that I quit arguing about it. It led me into a lazy mindset that made me not feel as motivated to do things. Once I started physical therapy it felt as though nothing was changing. On our first day we had to so electroshock therapy on my thigh because I could not move the muscles on my

Growing up with a father in the military, you move around a lot more than you would like to. I was born just east of St. Louis in a city called Shiloh in Illinois. When I was two years old my dad got the assignment to move to Hawaii. We spent seven great years in Hawaii, we had one of the greatest churches I have ever been to name New Hope. New Hope was a lot like Olivet's atmosphere, the people were always friendly and there always something to keep someone busy. I used to dance at church, I did hip-hop and interpretive dance, but you could never tell that from the way I look now.

I woke up and took one bite out of my pop tart but that one bite was all I could eat. My legs were shaking, and my heart was pounding. My dad told me, “It is a true honor to even make it this far so go out there and have some fun.” Once I heard this statement, I knew I was ready to go. I arrived at school and boarded the bus. The car ride was an hour and fifteen minutes of hearing the squeaking of the wheel on the bus. My teammates were getting their heads ready for the big game.

Hi iam Edgardo Flores i was born in casa grande, az not that far away from our state capital,Phoenix, Az.theres nothing better to do in a hot summer than going out with the friends to a lake and have a blast riding jet skis boats and my favorite, swimming!My activites of the day are shooting,riding horses,and my favorite one is quad riding.Thats right! ive been doing these fun exciting hobbies since i was 9 years old.pretty young huh?

He knew it was going to be a no excuses to lose to weather and it was going to be a good day for fans to watch football tonight. He had met with Kyle Cannon who was the quarterback for the team and a running back on the team named Dion Gordon;

Well this year was a hell of a year. I mean, i didn't pass any of the semesters but i did observe a ton of stuff that went on in the class. The class in general was pretty lit. Every day went by and i honestly did some work. The class was ready to learn as mrs g was ready to teach. I mean yea we had some days were we didn't want to learn anything and there were also days when mrs g didn't want to teach. But ima be honest, doing the work we did wasn't in my best interest. Most of the projects we did in class i worked on, but at the end i didn't end up liking how i did it so i wouldn't even bother turning anything in. like the obituary we had to write about ourselves. I liked the meaning behind this but honestly i didn't want to work on that because it just brought back memories of my friends that were killed.

Throughout the conversation, Susan did not inform me that the home was still in First Look and not open to investors at this time. Susan did not highlight any features of the home, nor did she talk about the neighborhood or the surrounding area. When asked, Susan paused to reference the property file and stated, "In looking at the pictures it appears that it needs interior paint, carpet, appliances, and a few windows, which the previous seller must have taken." She stated, "I don't know why they have to remove things from the homes." I asked, "Do you have offers?" She paused to check the property file and answered, "No offers." I asked, "Is the property behind the home farmland?" She paused to reference the property file and replied, "It appears

I’d had many mini-lifelines thrown my way, none turned out to be the life-altering, ground shaking beneath me, and gates to opening up “heaven”, though. To me, I’d blame it on the different ways I came off to strangers, depends on the day, I could be a multitude of characters, but never latch onto the following of others. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted my lifeline to latch onto, the problem was, I was like a fishing net with a gaping hole--incapable of doing such things. Then, the last person I expected to, stepped up and accepted the challenge.

Have you ever been so desperate for something that you modify your motive in its entirety? Throughout my life I’ve found myself placed in this frightening situation multiple times; the most confusing of which would be what I’ve endured this year. People in their 20s have it rough. We’re old enough to feel like we’re supposed to know what we’re doing, yet young enough to roll in the tide aimlessly and clueless and it still be acceptable. Then there’s those of us who believe we’ve got it all figured out only to be proven tremendously wrong. I have learned, however, that being tremendously wrong can lead you right where you need to be.

One aspect about myself, that goes unnoticed in my life is my determination. Determination has been a trait of mine for the majority of my life. Both my mother and father are very determined people. Having them as my role models growing up, I always wanted to one day be like them. I personally believe this is where my determination aspect came from. I don’t think that I was born with it, but rather developed it because of the people I was surrounded by in my life.

Going through life is not an effortless task for just about everyone, but a huge difference is made when one is guided through it along the way. Growing up, my brother has been a close companion and someone I relied on a surplus amount of times. I was awful at being sociable, attentive, or judicious as a little kid. Even though I still do not have much to show for those categories, I was able to drastically improve off of them thanks to him.

I went to a shopping mall, and had a look at some clothing, but I didn’t find anything that’s suitable.

I have been a part of a lower-middle to middle-class family my entire life and there have been times where we couldn’t afford to get an x-ray or MRI. Most times I can recall, I was older, and knew my parents’ financial situation. I was one of those people who fought through injuries. If the games were important, or my injury wasn’t too painful, and things were tight financially, I would offer to wait a couple weeks until one or the other got their paycheck. We were and are a tight knit family. Being a former high school athlete and playing basketball my whole life, I have sustained multiple injuries, most of which have fortunately been fairly minor. Basketball players’ legs and ankles get the brute of the damage. Some held me back from doing some things I

Every morning I wake up at the same time, eight thirty with a hangover or a headache. It depends on the fiance. If he gets a fifth, drinking it is, if he comes home with an attitude, headache. I get up, take pain killers, start coffee for Phillip and I, shower, get my coffee, wake Phillip up and, well, get to morning business with him. Ten minutes later, Phillip and I get dressed and get in the car. "Kayla! You drive like a fucking idiot!" he screamed, closing his bloodshot eyes. I know he's high, I am only driving fifty miles per hour. My phone was ringing, i looked at it, but my eyes shifted, I refuse to pick up my phone while driving. It's the right thing, 'Stay Alive. Don't text and Drive', say so, say so. After a few seconds I look at

PROMPT #2: PROMPT #2: The lessons we take from obstacles we encounter can be fundamental to later success. Recount a time when you faced a challenge, setback, or failure. How did it affect you, and what did you learn from the experience?