Personal Narrative: Mishka

It's a Friday afternoon, I plan to go to Great Wolf Lodge in an hour with my church. I see one of my friends so he says to his mom “ Hey, that's my friend” I said “Crap” So I go inside to sign in to go and see my friends just sitting in a corner on a big sofa. We are listening to music and just talking then a green bus comes.

I have lived in only one location my entire life: Edwardsville, Illinois. A peripheral suburb of St. Louis, it stands as the rare oasis of people in a desert of corn, pinned in its own personal bubble. Due to this blend of time and isolation, I developed a natural familiarity with my hometown. But, throughout my childhood, I longed to break free from the confines of the bubble and venture outward. However, this changed last summer, as I walked through Richards Brickyard, our family heirloom, that my great-grandfather, Benjamin Richards, founded over 120 years ago. I felt these childlike sentiments slip away. The bubble that had surrounded me for so long began to vanish, and the picture that it had been obscuring was slowly revealed.

Our room had a balcony that overlooked a small piece of nature, and as I looked down, I saw something small and furry in the grass. It was averaged sized for its species and had the furriest little tail ever. I walked around, calmly looking for something to eat, preferably a rodent. I got the rest of my family to see a cat we named it Biscotty the

It is true in life that everything happens for a reason. It is also true to say that sometimes it is all about being in the right place, at the right time. There was never a more prominent example of this than a traumatic summers evening, only a few years ago.

Kammi Kolanko is my mother and hero. She is 37 years old and works at a school as a substitute teacher in the Norwin Elementary School. She also lives in a house on 1180 Pinewood Road Irwin PA 15642. She helps me with my homework and makes sure I have everything ready for school in the morning each day. She also makes sure I have a good packed lunch for every day in school. She is a person who is an amazingly good and fast cook. She wants us, her kids, to not become selfish. She also wants us to lead productive lives. She hopes we can be kind people when we grow up.

That was a lot of money, and I didnt want to let Tony down so I got in the car and started to drive. As I drove the road was empty. I had confidence I was not going o get caught. It was a slightly wormer day out witch might have been because the sun was out. I had the windows down and was blaring music just trying to enjoy life when a cop pulls out behind me.

My mom wanted to move to Indiana and my dad wanted a cat. My mom didn't want to take Shadow on the long drive, so we ended up giving Shadow to my dad. My mom and I moved to Indiana. When we got here I still really wanted a cat and really missed shadow. My mom got me a surprise that we still have today! She got me a new cat named Sylvester! He is a short haired tuxedo cat. I remember getting him and being so happy I had another cat.

In 2025, I will be twenty-nine years old and hopefully married. I will be married to my significant other of ten years Earnest Palmer III, who is a dentist. I would have been recently graduating with a bachelor’s in Culinary Arts and trying to plan to open my own restaurant, BubbaD’s Eateries. Knowing my big headed husband of mine, I probably had a baby then and trying to have another baby. Hopefully, by then Earnest will get rid of the idea naming our son, King. We will be living in the suburbs near New York City but working in the city. Being a woman with great memory, I probably wrote a memoir about my crazy life and trying to sell it to a publisher. If none of the publishers wants to publish my memoir, I will probably sell it the Lifetime

I remember when two of my kittens died in my hands, one recently and one when I was almost nine. I remember their names, Midnight is the one that died recently, Pudge is the one that died when I was almost nine. They were born sickly when they were born. I miss them so much, but I know they are angels now. They fly with everyone I lost whom are in heaven.

It was a Saturday morning and I woke up earlier than usual. It was 8:00 and I normally wake up

In late September of 2010, was the year I learned a new word “Depression”! I was in 1st grade and everything was fun because I had no responsibilities or worries. I didn’t know how to feel grief for a long time because I was always happy. I didn’t know that a family member could own a child.

A couple months ago during the summer before 7th grade my grandma came to visit for a month while she was recovering from a leg injury. My grandma owned two cats Sylvester and Red. Sylvester was 15 and Red was 14, Sylvester was much more social than Red. But you could tell that they both loved each other very deeply. Now my grandma is not what people would call a crazy cat lady known by many people because of television. But she loved her cats as much as she loved my mom, me, and my brother. Which I did not have a problem with.

I felt a warm sensation as Mipha sent me away from Ruta so she could activate the beast.

Mykie Nanako, a swimming goddess, daughter to an Olympic swimmer and Dancer, Over 20 beat records. Over 30 wins, No looses.

“Ugh… Don’t blame me later. Say cheese.” as he relauntly takes the photograph. Naruto takes his photo then walks to the bathroom just to wash off the paint. Slowly, striding to the academy to submit our photo’s have them processed and evaluated by the Hokage. Finally, reaching our destination having the Hokage look over our paperwork. I could tell he was reviewing my paper as he intensely blushes then coughs to cover it up.