Personal Narrative : My Love Story

There was agony in my heart, however, as I felt that his affections for me didn't surpass the desire we had so regularly and eagerly tried to fulfill. Suddenly, I felt that it was necessary to apologize to him for loving him so much.

I wasn’t sure what our day would entail. I could feel a slight tremor present in my body as I slid behind the steering wheel of the MKZ. Running my finger tips over the leather where the treads to the steering wheel was laced together I contemplated leaping from the car and running like hell. This was a seriously stupid and dangerous thing I was about ready to take part in. Could I do this? My mind wanders to the trunk of the vehicle… What’s back there? How much is back there? Enough to be charged with a misdemeanor…a felony! My heart jack hammered in my chest. Was the benefit worth the risk? Feeling panic setting in I swung my legs out of the vehicle just as Eloy took his seat behind me closing the door. His eyes caught mine in the rearview mirror.

Either he didn’t hear me or he didn’t feel like answering, cause he just kept on walking and climbed into a car with one of his friends. I huffed and leaned against the car, feeling the hot metal warm my backside. I wished Mother would come on, but apparently she needed extra prayers

He was sitting there, his car barely touched, on his phone. When asked if he saw me traveling on the road before he made his turn, he responded, “I did not see her. I am so sorry that this happened.” Although I am not exactly sure why he did not see me, I can assure you that by the way that he acted afterwards, looking at his phone, he was distracted while he was waiting to leave.

After she said that I waited a few minutes thinking about if I should say anything. I walked outside and by then she had went back in her house and he was downstairs by his car and I asked him “ do you have a problem with me ?” if so for the love of god tell me what the hell it is and I’ll stop” he would not answer me and the only response I got

“Why are you leaving me..?! Please, Chris!” My mom yelled from the office, while I sat on the couch watching TV. The rest of the conversation was inaudible for me to hear, until I heard a loud scream and something being cracked.

remained strong to be here with you guys, he wants to answer questions you might have. We sat

told me to call the family to say goodbye." She reaches over to hug me, "But I didn't listen, I just kept

Actually, he turned around and starting talking his headphones off and kind of went and sat down. That was the first thing that came out of his mouth was oh, I’m going to get money from you guys.

“I’m sorry, my love,” I said as my eyes began to water. She grabbed her chest in pain and stared at me. Her eyes teared up and a single tear ran down her cheek as she took her final breath. I did what I had done so many times before, but I never felt any remorse for my actions until then.

My name was announced over the loud speaker “Gary Winthrop now up to bat.” I stepped into the box and took a practice swing. I starred the pitcher right in the eyes tempting him to throw me the ball. He wound up and threw me a slow curve ball that felt like it was hanging in the air forever. I took one step and took a smooth swing. The ball popped off my bat like a rocket and flew over the fence to score the winning run. All 50,000 fans in the stands went crazy. I heard my alarm clock go off, dang it was just a dream. I really didn't feel like going to school.

She hadn't answered so he started calling her. Finally at 8 she answered the phone and spoke with a voice that was gasping for air,

The fairy tales say that once upon a time a girl met a boy; they fell in love, and lived happily ever after. Reality is not that simple. Long-term relationships force couples to get to know each other, involve themselves in each others’ worlds, fight through the hard times, and eventually develop deeper connections through distinctive stages of Knapp’s relationship model. Although I have dated the same person for over two years, the stages of our communication make it seem as though I am now dating a different person following dissolution and subsequent repair. However, even the most exhilarating of roller coaster rides develop through a combination of ups and downs, much like the stages of a relationship.

was driving home from physical therapy for my knee. It had been aching for the past few days. I had never felt a pain like it before, so I played it off as nothing. As soon as I hit the highway, I went underneath the Lowry Hill tunnel. I lost reception on my radio and I soon realized that it wasn’t just the tunnel that was making me lose my reception. A massive storm had loomed over my head. The sky was green and looked like it was turning sideways. Rain splattered against my windshield. Not just droplets of rain, but the ones that look like they had been shot out of a paintball gun. I immediately felt the wind blow my car to the right. I had to swerve hard to the left to avoid clipping a jeep that was next to me. Boy, were they in trouble. The jeep had it’s

After Dmitri, brought me home we decided to watch a movie I left him to surf Netflix while I grabbed us some snacks. I've been getting calls from a private number for a few days now, but I don't answer private calls. After I popped popcorn and grabbed some drinks I headed back to Dmitri and he had chosen the tv series Criminal Minds, I loved that show Shamar Moore’s so dam fine I'd watch the show if it wasn't good. My phone rung so many times while we were watching the show that I finally answered, “Please don't hang up, just listen, I can explain,” as soon as I heard his voice I went off, “get the fuck off of my phone stop calling me, I blocked your number because I don't want to talk to you. You keep calling me private like a bitch. You