Personal Narrative-Lilac And Azure-Story

First of all I was in my dark room with the only light being my t.v, I playing Xbox with my friend Skylar, we were playing Rainbow Six Siege a counter terrorism shooter. It was a late on a dark, stormy night, it was bomb objective and only I was left on the team to face five other enemies defusing the bomb and I slowly and stealthy with his silenced pistol picked off about two enemies outside the objective roaming and then pulled out his primary the 416-C Assault Rifle and went in blazing in the objective and his heart was racing he picked off another two enemies and that’s when he began guarding the defuser waiting to find the last enemy. “Can you search cams Skylar?” I asked Skylar.

“Shut up, Alec. Tessa, this is Alec, my pain in the ass cousin.” I waved as a way of greeting. Talking would just hurt too much right now.

Exiting the room, he made his way down the short hallway to the kitchen. Cool air met his

When I get ready for baseball, I do it slowly so I won't overlook or forget anything . First, I find my navy blue jersey with a big bright red "A" on the chest area. Then, I put my sliding shorts that's padded all inside on so it won't hurt when I slide. I grab my long white baseball pants that look like sweatpants, put them on to protect my legs, and zip them up. It's a different type of material that feels soft . Next, I put my rose red belt on and tuck my shirt in. After that, I place my navy blue cap on top of my head, grab my white Oakley's with a reddish orangish lens and set it on the bill of my hat. I go find my lucky gold chains, put them around my neck and slap my wrist bands on. I make sure I've packed all my equipment, for example

So, I have been subscribed to several subscription boxes over the last 4 years or so, some that I have really loved and some that I really didn't. I had mostly kept my boxes to makeup, pet stuff and nerdy stuff because I knew that any of those "style" boxes would just be for smaller sizes, whereas I am a bit more pluscious and need a larger size. Just a couple months ago, I saw an ad on Facebook for one called Dia https://www.dia.co/ that was supposed to be the plus-size version of the "most popular" styling box out there (https://www.stitchfix.com/ - whose website looks a lot like the Dia website, but is for sizes S-XL.) It was only $20 for a "styling fee" each month, and they take that amount out of whatever you decide to purchase from your

One day in the middle of summer, I was at my friend Moriah’s house swinging on a glider in her backyard. Moriah’s Uncle Robert brought over his pet Boxer named Jax and he was running around playing fetch with his chew toy.

It was a hot, humid afternoon when I jumped off of the school bus and sprinted home. The first thing that I did was to kick off my shoes and threw my book bag onto the ground with my books scattered all across the floor. I ignored the mess that I just made, and darted towards my brother’s room. Banging on the door with my fist, I couldn’t stop the adrenaline rising from my body urging him to play. He opened the door and his face cringed as he shoved something in my hand and slammed the door shut right in front of me. I continued to bang on the door and yelled for his name. For a constant five minutes, there wasn’t any noise coming from the other side of the door as I slowly sat on the ground and remembered that I was grabbing onto something.

“Are you okay?” another voice asks, you can tell it’s a guy. That’s when we decided to get up. They are only a couple doors down from us.

I went out to my swing set and found chain to chain a spiraling spider web sparkling with rain. “Why aren’t you swinging?” My mother asked, ”What is it?” “A spider is spinning a maze.”

"How big is this place, anyway!?" Hunter gritted his teeth as he tried to pry off the air vent's cover. "Come on, it can't be that hard to get out of here!"

I felt a rush of adrenaline go through my body. I was on a plane to Europe! ME! An eighteen year old girl going to Europe! I'm a straight A student going to Europe! I can finally leave the USA and explore the world! Then, awaking me from my thoughts, a voice shouted “Alexia! Let's get off this stinking plane and head off to Europe!” I got off my seat and rushed towards the exit, but before I get into that, let me tell you how I got here……………………………….

 "Damn thing went out again," Minzy growls, slamming her hand against the air conditioner. I rub the back of my neck, sweat trickling down my body in a fit of heat overdose.

“What the hell?” Kyle said, smashing the stick against it again. This time, it wasn’t the window that smashed, but the stick. He looked down at the splinters of wood and dropped them on the floor. “What is going on here?”

A miracle was born in the winter of 1999. I was born in the early morning of November 24th. The air was cold but everyone in this particular room was made warm by the joy I brought to the world. The days after proceeded in meeting many new people that I have probably never seen again nor remember seeing the first time. I actually became able to remember what I was living in at around age eight. At the time, I was going to a very stiff ruled, mean peered, catholic school in my hometown. I had been going there since kindergarten and had the ability to be oblivious to all of the hateful actions and the hateful words that were being dumped on me daily. From about second grade to sixth grade I spent each morning before school and each evening after school crying in fear that I would have to go back and face the same hate from the same people the next day. My mother and father finally understood during christmas in 6th grade that I needed to get out of that horrid place. I believe the event that illuminated the extent of the situation for them was when the one thing on my Christmas wish list was that someone would kill me so that I wouldn’t have to go back to school after Christmas break.

Andrea smiled as she opened the window, which took some work because it was stuck. “I need some fresh air,” she simply explained.