Personal Narrative: My Trip To The Cheesecake Factory

Most people are all grown up when they finally figure out what they want to do with their life. I was 4. I realized what I wanted to be when I attended my very first Rodeo. Even though it was so long ago I can remember that day like it was yesturday. That day got me on the path to my future.

I had so many different dreams about my future, it is amazing when you are a child, you have dream such as being a mother, a wife, becoming a pop star, creating an amusement park and writing story books. It was only later, that realize that was a fantasy. Life has taught me is valued and to understand my worth, qualities, and skills, which allowed me to be the person, I am today. Working at Taco Bell has taught me about being responsible and accountable for my action as well considered by others. There are many roles that make this job run smoothly: that being on time for work matter, and making sure I know my schedule, is what taco bell expected from me. I learned that the key to making customers keep coming back over and over is a warm smile,

I remember it like it was yesterday. It was one of the best birthday parties i've ever been to. Most parties are remembered for their incredible music and bounce houses that are super bouncy but I remembered it because it was the first time I tried a Rice Krispy treat. I must have been like six or seven years old and for some reason I didn't try them yet which is crazy, but when I did try them I entered a whole other Universe. I already loved marshmallows and I did eat the cereal by itself, but never with that combination. I must've ate all of the treats because as soon as we left the party my mom asked if I wanted to go to ShopRite. Of course I said for what I was tired from the party and my stomach was killing me, but then she said

I will never forget my trip to Six Flags, St. Louis. This all started when I was fourteen years of age. My step dad, who lived in St. Louis, decided to invite me to visit for the summer. I was so excited to go! When the day came he pulled up at my house he asked me if I had all my stuff ready I said, “Yes sir! Let’s go!” Then my step dad’s family and I piled into the two cars and hit the road. The whole ride there I thought about all the things I wanted to do at Hurricane Harbor and Six Flags.

“Today I will live in the moment unless it's unpleasant in which case I will eat a cookie” as I write this story, Those words of Cookie Monster resounded in my head. I had to pick an inspiration for this essay and yes i picked Cookie Monster. He is not just the loving blue monster that loves and would do anything for a cookie he's more than that to me he is an inspiration he is not just an idea that was made into a character he is a idea made into the enthusiastic motivated great influence monster that we all know and love as Cookie Monster.

Have you ever been to Dave and Busters It is so cool. It is so fun because my brother, sister, and cousin work there and there is ice cream and hamburgers.

My family and I traveled to Six Flags this summer for a family vacation. Six Flags is located outside of Atlanta,Georgia. While traveling to Six Flags we stopped at the Birmingham Zoo. when going down the Goliath,I panicked and started to scream.We rode another roller coaster and my fear became more magnified. We also rode the bumper cars and my brother ran into me. We didn't want to spend our summer patrolling the neighborhood on our scooters. We also went because we didn't work interfering with our family time. We wanted to go somewhere fun and exciting. While dinning at our vacation this summer we saw a chef chopping vegtables. The weekend we went to Six Flags qualified as a vacation.On our trip to Six Flags my brother interfered with

I'll never forget the first time I survived going to Six Flags. The wind blowing every time you pass a roller coaster coming your way, the screams of the children, the fear and anxiety before going into the cart, and the delicious smell of all the food! When I was little I HATED roller coasters I hated the feeling in my stomach I get when I go down, but as you know you grow out of fears sometimes and start liking new things as you get older. For me one of them was starting to like roller coasters.

For me, the most exciting time of the year comes in late August. It is the Middlesex County 4-H Fair, in which I give not so much my weekend, but my life. As the title implies, the fair is put on by the 4-H organization. This youth organization uses agricultural education and community service to teach important life lessons. I joined 4-H when I was eleven years old and it continues to change my life. I have learned communication, leadership, and even my love for education through the wonderful programs and dedicated volunteers.

(IDK what to do for the first sentence) I, among many others, can tell stories about the people we have come across at “The Bee’s.” I have met some delightful people, and some questionable people in my short time of working there.

Have you ever been scared of trying something new and exciting? Well, I once was. One summe day, my family decided to take a trip to Six Flags. This amusement park is full with thrill rides. I had never been on a roller coaster before. Not the ones with twenty stories high drops and speeds of fifty miles per hour.

Have you ever tried something new? Well I did one day at Kroger a few years ago. It felt funny, because no one else in my family but my dad would eat the food, and it was also a really weird food.

Kaely Camacho, also known as Ca”Nacho Cheese”, Is someone I was close with a cared very deeply for since my early childhood. In 8th grade, the year 2012, I lost my best friend. This time I couldn’t fix it with a simple “I’m sorry”. It wasn’t expected or even properly explained. On April 13, 2012, my 13-year-old best friend died in a car accident. She had the prettiest blonde hair, and blue eyes that compared to the ocean water.

When I found out my aunt had breast cancer I was devastated because I thought of all of the things we used to do before she died. I remember when I was younger she would take care of me and my brother since my parents would be working or my mom would be at school. When me and my brother was younger she would drag my brother in the wagon and carry me in the wagon since I was smaller then my brother we would go up town and run erands with her we would go to the Piggly Wiggly so she can get groceries, To the drug store so she could get her medicine and the people that worked their would give us some candy everytime we went and we would go to Bonnies when it was open and get a cheese burger. When she would cook she would let me and my brother

Saturday afternoon I jump down from the tractor, splashing mud up my leg, coating my feet in unknown substances since I so naively decided to wear flip flops to work. I groan loudly, and gingerly climb into my truck to make my way home for lunch, glad I have a short day at work and can make my way home for a homemade burger. These have been my weekends for years, with the exception of winters where I am blessed enough to only have indoors work. My job at Windy Ridge Dairy has been time consuming and exhausting, yet beneficial. Full time in the summers and weekends during the school year, some weekdays, of work since 9th grade (summers since 7th) has been difficult, but I’ll never regret the traits such work has brought out in me.