Personal Narrative-Marcie

“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.

The night was another quiet one , the morning even more quiet . No more family sit downs at the table , just coffee brewed from whoever wakes up first and help yourself to breakfast. I sat outside the porch with my coffee , first day of October with the fall feeling in the air , I was looking at nothing , I pulled out my cell phone and decided it was time to tell Trever my input on who is doing this. I heard his phone ringing , but it went straight to voice mail , I left a long message explaining everything , hoping this will get him to look into her.

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.

After walking in on his sub cheating on him with the security guard, Taden McIntire had decided it was time to make a change. He wanted to have a life where he didn’t hate himself at the end of the day like he did working on Wall Street. Reading an advertisement for new entrepreneurs in the small southern town of Cedar Falls, Taden decided to roll the dice and move.

Bethany Hamilton screamed "I got attached by a shark". Her friend Alana, her dad Holt, and her brother Bryan rushed to get to her. Holt got there first, staring at her arm being gone, but stops because he knew if he didin't hurry she would die of blood loss. Bryan called 911, and waited for the ambulance. When the ambulance came, they rushed to get her to the hospital. A couple of hours went by, Bethany got out of surgery. After all the visits and stuff she asked when can she get back in the water? The Doctor said it would take a long time for her to get use to having only one arm. The doctor talked a lot but all she could think of was the ocean. Thats when she made a promise to be on a surfboard by Thanksgiving Day.

On a Saturday morning, around 10am, my family was getting ready for my niece’s (Maritza) 4-year-old birthday party. After 12:30pm we were already at my sister’s (Adele) house, ready to give my niece a hug and her annual present. At the moment Maritza wasn’t home, so I stalled for a bit. Chatted with their neighbor, few high school friends, and their wife’s. Finally, she showed up along with her father. The first person she hugs is me, I’m her favorite uncle, according to her, as she hugs my legs and looked up and says, “hey uncle J.” I replied “hey?” with a bit of a curiosity on my mind. Her lip had a big red lump. I managed to not ask her what had happened on her lip. I’m thinking it’s a “I fell down” type accident. The party went off, and

The front door chimed at Theron & Son’s Tuxedo Shop as the proud African-American Mr Hayden Lewis was trailed by his aloof muscular college freshman son, Jayden. Jayden’s only sibling, Cassie, was to get married the next morning; he just flown-in for her wedding against his feelings to her soon-to-be husband.

The sun began to creep up behind the towering pine trees as I sip on my torrid coffee. I glance at my watch which reads 5:45 am, I gather my tackle box that's overflows with hooks and line and stick in underneath the damp boat seat. The water glistens in the morning sunlight, I aboard the scent of pine needles which is always prominent the crisp air of Northern Wisconsin.

The igniting spark between himself and Camila did not dwindle, everlasting and perpetual; a conundrum yet to unfold.

In November my sister Brandie came down to my house. Brianna and I got our items. Then I had walked outside with the items and taken all of it to the car. I went back in then we had to say our good-byes to our endeared idolised mother.

“When I was a little kid I had a good friend who lived down the road from me. Her name was Aria Robin Hunter. I always thought it was cool she had two first names but she thought it was bothersome since she had to explain it to everyone. Aria Robin was always a very creative girl, even for a kid, she seemed to have all these never ending ideas. She was perfectly fine with being left to her thoughts even when it was because all the other kids thought she was weird. She never minded them when they saw her creations as strange alien things. All she said to the boy who told her an animal she drew was strange looking was that he simply hadn’t seen one before. She didn’t seem odd to me when we were little but I began to see her differently as we

Helene has taken ill Clémence, and although healers are attending to her needs, I cannot help but still be left with this anxiety ... My own Mother and sister have not cared to have taken the time to write me with this information, and while you truly have my thanks for making me aware of this situation, I am still left to wonder why.

He laughs and my heart skips a beat. Where did all these mushy feelings come from, I wonder. I've never been so … so lovey-dovey in my life. I am not sure if I like my own behavior. However, I do like kissing and touching my elf, that's for sure.

I walked around the student center it was pretty depressing and all. It was dark except fur windows on the side. Outside the window there was just draf grass and other stuff nothing out of the ordinary. The windowsseemed phony they were supposed to bring in light and all but they led to nowhere interesting. The dtudent center was pretty desolate no one was walking around except for the occasional group going up to buy food. All they could talk about was their internships and shooting the bull about they were bittersweet about leaving. I felt lonely and depressed, as I often did, I felt like I had to be doing something, but I didn't know what. Getting back to the point that sort of thing annoys nebabout people being bittersweet about leaving.

As noted by the AMC Filmsite website, horror movies are “unsettling films designed to frighten and panic, cause dread and alarm, and to invoke our hidden worst fears, often in a terrifying, shocking finale, while captivating and entertaining us at the same time in a cathartic experience” (Dirks, par. 1). First coming out over a century ago and originally saturated with Gothic influence, the film genre has been known to range from the macabre and grotesque to the more eerie and haunting, dealing with characters such as ghosts, mad scientists, zombies, dualities, demons, werewolves, vampires, witches, extraterrestrials, etc. At times, the movies can reflect the political or societal setting of when they were produced, offering critique and commentary, even being satirical. Other times, they can serve as mediators, allowing those who view them to live out their most dastardly experiences through the characters, keeping their inner horror safely contained. However, horror movies and other alike media (such as violence on television, etc.) can have negative consequences in some instances, seeming counter-productive for some societies. Horror films, like many other things, have been known to have carried a taboo, at one point seen as a category of movies for recluses, sadists, nerds, and so on. Today’s war on the film genre is more structured, dealing with their negative effects on children, such as psychological development, behavior, and sleep disruption.