Personal Narrative: My Taco Gun

Everyone around me screams and starts running out of the door but I know if i can wait until after he checks the closet I can jump in there and he will never know I will be in there. So he is walking around the room after he has checked around the room I begin to make my way to the closet quietly. As I there the intruder has left so I open the closet quietly and jump in then shut it. The police are then searching the rooms and them make there way to the room I am in. They look around then I get out of the closet. They pull their guns on me and yell, “GET

I pulled on the door handle, nothing happened then I realized that the door was locked, i pushed the unlock button and tried again, it worked. I stepped out of the car and caught up with the guys. we some somebody leaning against the ice chest, we waved and walked inside Charlie's. A woman asked us where we wanted to sit and we said we didn’t care, I glanced over and saw a good family friend sitting with a girl. I said hello and then walked to our table. We sat in a room I hadn’t sat in before, there was three men sitting at the bar, and Carlos (a waiter from Applebee's) with a girl, I think they were on a date. Grant, Chazz, Adrian, Bryan, Edgar, and I sat down. We looked at the menus, but I had already been craving one of their pork chile breakfast burritos, with melted cheese and chile covering a plate sized tortilla filled with egg, cheese and pork, my mouth was watering. I told the waitress I would like water to drink. She came back with the water and I told her I wanted the burrito, but as we sat and talked I noticed the fridge

I was walking to open the door when i heard a loud bang and saw my door hitting my wood floors then the swat team said "put your hands up your under arrest for the murder of Ralph Burns " I listened and slowly put my hands up I was extremely confused who is Ralph Burns? Then one of the police men took my hands and put them behind my back then put tight hand cuffs on me. They took me to a police car and put me inside.i asked the officer driving the car what the heck is going on he said I'm not at the authority to tell you . Now I'm sitting in a holding cell. Well I'm waiting I might as well tell you who is am hi I'm Stefan I'm a high school student in Arizona I had a pretty

Then I see someone I say hey you and they answer what I say can you help me there's a guy following me and the person says who there's no one there I turn around and there's no he says you must be hallucinating you might wanna get somewhere that doesn't have a lot of smoke I said ok. Then I go take a rest on the sidewalk, then I see this strange character against and it gets closer and closer and closer until it a couple feet away from me then it says something, then I started to get freaked out and then I got up and ran I don't know what it said I ran n I'm right by the lake and there's someone there I think it's Mr. Thomas baker I was so relieved. When I got there I told him what was happening with the guy chasing after me he says oh that was me. I say what. He laughs and says I was trying to catch up to you, but u kept on running so when you sat down I tried to talk to you, but then you got right back up and ran luckily I found a shortcut and beat you here. Oh i thought you were a killer or trying to do something to me. He said no then he said do you have what i gave you. I said said yes it right here i held on it as tight as i can here you go. And he took it. I asked him what are you gonna do with it. He said i'm gonna collect water so i can stayed hydrated and i can give out to people that need it

Life is peculiar, many people might have the maturity of a 97 year old at only the age of 15, the determination of a 4 year old at the age of 56 and the knowledge of an immortal at the age of 10. What the state calls an adult may be the most unconscious, selfish, incoherent and inexperienced person that ever walked the face of the earth but will have more credibility than someone the state calls an infant who’s done everything in his/her power to strive as a human being out of the debts of what can only be described as the uppermost disadvantage called extreme poverty. I am not saying this is the world’s fault, it’s just the way we think. We believe age comes with knowledge, maturity and humility. Yet sometimes, just sometimes such things

It all started out in a town far north. A police officer named Daniel was walking there the town trying to get some stuff for his assistant Edwin. Then I heard it three gun shots far in the distance I call for backup.

let's back this story up a bit. It all started one afternoon July 15, 1966 my wife Sarah and my two kids Anna and John had just left for one of the four grocery stores in town and my phone rang I answered “Hello” and talked to a guy named William about two minutes and he hung up on me and I headed to work, I was a detective, my agency was in a town that has 10,000 people in it. This town had a swimming pool that my kids loved to go to.They were great swimmer they were both on the new swim team in town, Anna was in the 10th grade division and she was only in

I carry my backpack, and it is heavy with books. I carry these books on the lives and details of the living creatures in front of me: the ants, the bugs, the worms. I carry the memories of all that time in my life spent looking at the ground, observing these tiny lives lived mostly underneath pavement. I will never be small enough to go underneath the pavement, so I carry the duty to avoid killing the creatures that can. I carry an odd feeling of kinship with arthropods. I picked it up somewhere when I was small, maybe because I liked feeling gigantic in comparison, and I never removed it, although I have gained perspective. I carry the knowledge now that I am human. Being human means inheriting a legacy of callousness and I

You scared me!" I said I lowered my shotgun to my side; a 'Meow' came from the big, brown, hairy cat. I placed my shotgun on the kitchen table then walked over to the alarm panel and punch in the code which silenced it. I re-entered the code to arm my small apartment. My phone rang a minute later, I knew it would be the alarm company, I told them it was my cat and no need to call the police, after a few minutes of confirming some information I hung up. I grabbed a broom from the small cleaning closet and started to sweep up the broken vase on the floor, until I heard a creak outside from my apartment door. My head popped up, I placed my broom gently against a wall and stepped towards the front door. I peered out the peep hole and to my relief saw my neighbors walking down the hall. I returned to clean up the small mess; after I did I chose to start my day. I went over to the coffee maker and started the coffee. As the coffee was making I went off to my bathroom and took a shower, I listened to some music to help me get my day going. I stepped out of my bedroom half an hour later, dressed with my hair wrapped in a towel. I poured myself a cup of coffee and popped myself a pop tart and watched channel 4 local

My dragster ended up taking a different shape and look than what I pictured because of my poor time management skills. My car had a race time of 1.409, which was not the best or the worst. I had a design that I thought would help accelerate the car by being very aerodynamic and low to the track. I wanted the back of my car to be rounded and lower in the back that gradually came into small bump towards the front that led into a point. My dragster ended up thicker, higher, and less rounded in the back. The middle gradually descended into a small hill that led into a point in the front. Once I completed sanding and painting my dragster, it weighed 74 grams when it needed to be 70 grams or below. I had to sand off at least 4 grams after I already

He got it close to me, I got scared, I yelled very hard. They ran when I yelled. I got scared when I saw the gun. I yelled with fear. When I yelled, the 3 of them ran. They were brown skinned. I had seen them before when they passed by. One of them lived nearby where I lived. I could see them when they passed by near the parking lots. When I yelled one of the neighbors came out. He asked me what was wrong, that I looked very frightened. He said he heard someone yelling. He called the police. The police arrived and asked me what was going on, so I told them what had happened. I explained to them and made the report. The police looked for the men that had pointed a gun at me. I described how they were and looked. The police left and later another police arrived with various photos, of those photos I recognized the one that had the gun. I would leave to work with fear that they would come back. The time passed and I had fear to go out of my house to work. The time passed and they scheduled me to court and I presented myself. There at the court were I presented myself, was the man that had pointed the gun at me. I had fear that day of the court and looked at him, he stared at me a

OK I'm ree doing this over I'm home and cooled off it was hot and I'm not trying to hurt no one but chico is realy bad with sex a fenders people disupeering lots of bad stuff I don't care hoo ses I'm lying but I will poot it in order how I remember I drive up to a spot I think is OK to shoot a aire gun I park I walk I scowt the place out there is two cars abandoned then I see my car is on the edge of the road so I drive it off road a bit so no one will steel my things in it as I'm leaving the roads edge a duly two tone color parks I'm keeping my eyes open on the guy but as I'm keeping my targets to a tree he disappears on me as I'm walking back to my car load my air gun this man is standing in front of my target I see a lump of hair sticking

Everything I carry is for memories. The papers, the jewlery, the photos and thoughts, the hope. The thing I’ve carried the longest is my necklace. A thin silver chain with a small amethyst gem. It was given to me on my 16th birthday, really the day after. Right before the Christmas dance. I wear this necklace everday and only take it off when I really need to. My younger cousin comes to visit me and whenever she sees it she calls it a little star. Whenever I get nervous I just hold it and move it up and down along the chain. Of the many things I carry, this necklace is most important to me. Crammed in all the corners of my pockets are silly things, wrappers and receipts, loose change and scrap peices of paper I’m too lazy to throw away. But

After I set the gun on the turnip barrel, I waited. It was real boring. I saw a buck outside, so I went towards it with the gun.

This is honestly just going to be a story about the love for Taco Bell. Normally I go with my parents and get dinner or lunch. My normal order is a chicken quesadilla meal which comes with a taco too. Cherry Pepsi is my drink of choice with the meal. Along with that I also get two fiesta potatoes. The best part of the meal is the fiesta potatoes. The sour cream, cheese, and potatoes make for a wonderful taste. My off-meal is 3 tacos, a cherry Pepsi, and two fiesta potatoes. The quesadilla is really good. The cheese, chicken, and sauce they put into it makes it taste super good. I’ve learned that the inside soda machine is nowhere near as good. So if we do go in I normally get a Mountain Dew instead of cherry Pepsi. In