Personal Narrative: My Kayla

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.

My name is Kaitlyn Hoopingarner, and I am a senior at West High School. Sioux City, Iowa has been my home for my whole life. At West High, I am involved in multiple activities: varsity wrestling cheer, robotics, and theatre. In addition to my school activities, I also paint, crochet, and play video games. I plan to attend Iowa State University to major in Computer Science. My birthday is July 25th, and Christmas is December 25th; so, my birthday is "Christmas in

Ignoring me, he continued, "She broke up up with me because I bought her a simple neclace for her birthday not the diamond bracelet she wanted."

I chose this picture of my sisters because it is my favorite one. I am on the far left, my little sister, Karrie, is in the middle, and my older sister, Kassie, is on the far right. This picture just seems like another picture of sisters but we are so much more, we are best friends. We are all so different but all so alike. We all go by shortened names, Kassie is Kasandra, Katie is short for Katelyn, and Karrie is short for Karrington. We have age gaps of six years in between Kassie and I, and four years in between Karrie and I. Not to mention how different we all look. I got the naturally curly hair from my dad, Karrie has the dark brown hair from my mom, and Kassie got the blond hair from her dad. Yes, Kassie has a different dad but we have never made a big deal about it

I am Karen Larsen, and I think that I am very qualified to hold the position of drum major in our high school band. Last summer, I attended a leadership seminar where I learned how to be a leader and take control of situations. Ever since then, I have been more outspoken, more willing to take responsibility, and more prepared to take on situations and act quickly. I have been section leader of the alto saxophones since sophomore year and band president my junior year. I know how to lead a group of people, and I am now prepared to take on a larger group of individuals.

Twenty years ago today, God gave me my second child. She has come to have many nicknames from my gift from God, my Angel of Jesus, to my Princess. Lauren Bailey, you have developed into a beautiful young lady, who is head strong and always knows what she wants. Even as a baby you knew what you wanted and how you were going to do things. When the doctors told me that they needed to take you away as soon as I had you, I lost a piece of me, because I did not know what to expect especially after your first surgery at five days old, but you showed your dad and I that you were strong and willing to live. You have shown so much courage, even at 9 years old, when you had your open heart surgery and you told me “Mom if God wants me to be with him, I

My-Kayla responded well to the intervention. My-Kayla completed the worksheet with assistance. My-Kayla stated, the child and mother should explain their reasons, brainstorm ways on how to solve the situation, find a way of compromising the situation by allow the kid to go to the movie with an adult, follow through with the solution or try to come up with alternative solution to the problem, by allowing the child to go to an age appropriate movie. My-Kayla stated, that she sometime get into arguments with her brother, however they compromise to resolve the situation. My-Kayla stated, that she have difficulty resolving disagreements peacefully at school, however she usually would take the problem to a teacher or guidance counselor. My-Kayla

I have for months been in apprehension that David would volunteer. Yet, joining the Army will be a terrible trial to me. He joined the Washington County Company commanded by Capt.Willet. They are now at Camp Cummings, the Fair ground. David sold his Pistol, got $25 for it, paid some of his little debts and we are preparing shirts with crochet work. He is very serious and deliberate about it, and the poor boy, he will be more so as the hardships thicken upon him. He was anxious to be called in.

Who am I? I am Sarah Phillis; a daughter, sister, student, employee, niece, aunt, and an apostolic. These certain roles are what makes me, me. I am a daughter to, two loving parents. I am a sister, to my five siblings. I am a student, at Youngstown State University. I am an employee, at Once Upon a Child. I am a niece to my aunts and uncles. I am an Aunt Sarah, to six nieces and nephews. I am an apostolic, in which I believe in one god and speaking in tongues. The major roles of what makes me, me, is being a daughter, sister, employee, student, and an apostolic. My family is very important to me. Not a day goes by where I don’t see at least 3 of my family members. Acting as a student is a very important role I play every day. I work hard to

I have been in the Marine Corps for roughly three and a half years and throughout that time I have done many things. Most of the things that I have done were with Combat Logistics Battalion 26. For three years, I worked with that unit through work ups and a deployment and I have seen and done many unique things. However, nothing I did with CLB 26 felt fulfilling, but that all changed when I changed units to CLB 8.

First there was nothing but darkness. It felt like an endless void for one man. But as quickly as the darkness appeared, it disappeared into the light of day. The man dubbed ‘Hero’ quickly looked around the lush hills consisting of trees, rabbits, birds, squirrels and… slimes? He slowly walked over to one, still not trusting his legs, and as he drew closer the slime jumped at him. The slime impacted Hero and sent him stumbling backwards. Hero looked for something to fend off the attacker and found a copper short sword at his hip. He pulled it out of the sheath and stabbed at the slime. To his surprise the slime exploded into a pile of copper coins and a few balls of slime. Walking toward it he was surprised when the 2 objects started to float

It was a warmer day than most thus far into the season, I thought as I stood on the porch of our two story ranch house looking up; watching the rolling skies for any hint of unpleasant weather to come. One

I was born on a late August’s night, in Longview, WA, at St. John’s hospital. While time rushed by for everyone, for my parents it was almost as if time stood still as they gazed down at their baby girl. They named that beautiful baby girl, Averi M. Klein. As a little girl, I loved the color pink and like to dress up in frilly dresses. My playmates were the boys that lived next door and we would go out into the little wooded area behind our home and play.

I remember that it hurt, looking at her hurt. A beautiful line, no doubt, but I mustn’t take credit. I remember seeing her at her best. I remember telling myself that she would get better. I remember seeing what she would post on Facebook and pretending that I thought she wasn’t slowly killing herself. I remember seeing the blades sitting on her desk and throwing them in the trashcan and acting like they didn’t hold any significance, only to repeat the process the next weekend. I remember hearing her stories about falling out of that damned tree and telling myself, “Oh yeah. Those scars could totally be scrapes from the tree bark.” I remember ignoring the brokenness of her smile. I remember not doing anything about it, and I remember foolishly telling myself that it was all in my head.

It was Tuesday, July 18th. I was a nervous wreck. In desperate need of clothes to wear to impress... her. I begged my best friend Todd to join me at Woodfeild mall. He gave in and we went. Todd and I shopped for hours. Nothing looked good enough for...her. We were running out of time. I made-do with four short sleeve shirts from Champs and two pairs of sweatpants shorts from h&m. The total came out seventy dollars. We walked out and got into Todds car. I was shaking the entire ride home. Will she like it? Am I going to look fat? What about my acne? What if she doesn’t end up liking me? Nothing else crossed my mind as we pulled up to my house and I was dropped off. There was around an hour and a half until I had to leave. I walked inside