Personal Narrative : Nicholas Sparks

As I fly back home from Alaska, I think of all my all my adventures I’ve had so far. I feel amazing that I finally finish and will be returning to my dogs, my home, and most importantly, my sweet wife. I missed her so much over the past two weeks, I can't wait to see her again.

I went out the place and sat in her car. "Maybe some music will help me consume all of this." Sky clicks the radio on.

There was still the option that Lacey hired someone to kill Sean. Would their spirit want to remain here to avenge their death?

The dark wolf looked up from his coffee, his mind snapping back into reality. The warmth of the paper cup felt soothing upon his paw like hands. His thoughts had drifted elsewhere from the conversation thinking about alternative realities in contrast to the one he lived in.

“We need to know what happened last night, we recognize you were smoking marijuana and drinking, we believe something else caused your blindness.”

Anyway, back to Spencer. I was leaning against the wall, and then I someone ran into me. I stumbled and fell sideways, right into Spencer. For a couple seconds I couldn’t figure out what happened. All I knew was my head kinda of hurt and there was beer spilled all over my shirt. Someone held out a hand and pulled me up. That someone was Vivian. At the time, the only thing I knew about Vivian was that she scared the shit out of me. Two years prior to that day, she looked a lot like Alice, actually. Cute blonde hair, bright blue eyes, wore little dresses to school. Then she changed. She died her hair black, got a nose piercing, and I hadn’t seen her in a dress since. I hadn’t even talked to her in several years when she pulled my beer-soaked

We semi-finished our meals and I was shocked. He actually did remember. Macoroni and cheese. Specifically what I oredered that day, the first day we met. Three years seems so far.

John decides it’s time to hit the hay. He ties up his horse up to a nearby tree and John himself climbs into his buggy and wraps himself in his blanket. Right at the crack of the sun John begins to rise his eyes and prepare himself for another day on the open field.

“Who am I? Hmm.” He was silent for a long time. “I guess you may call me the ghost of Captain McBride.”

There had been a rumor going around Bella Ford's school that some kids had died in an abandoned mine shaft a couple of days ago. Greenville, South Carolina was known for their abandoned mine shafts and underground train tracks. Jordan, Bella's friend, decided that she wanted to explore the mine shaft after school that day. Bella was very uncomfortable when they told her what they were planning to do but being the good friends they are, Bella and her other friend, Alexis, decided to tag along on to this so called "adventure." Bella and Alexis stood in shock and Bella's body became to freeze as soon as Jordan told her what she was planning to do. She has never experienced anything like this in her life. As Jordan kept explaining all the things

Mah brother and I wer walkin’ through the field of apple trees in the evening before the funereal—recalling this and that or that thing that had happened in this or that place, flippin’ over the memories after the fashion of the Apple family who gather again in the place where we wer all born—trying to make sense of the fillies we once wer and of the members who wer once with us.

After he sits with outside with them for a while, Blake sighs unusually loud and says “Alright, I’m ready”

Darlene sat on her knees, her hands resting on her thighs. Her jaw had ached when she had the ball gag in her mouth, now it was even worse because she had a huge, stiff cock throbbing in her mouth. If she wasn’t mistaken, the cock was bigger around than the ball! She looked up at him and the evil look on his and new tears streamed down her face.

Meg asked as Cas got into her car. She could tell that he had been crying, but she still wanted to make sure he was alright.

Alma couldn’t think of anything to say after that. As she lay on the pile of brush and blanket that were her bed, she thought of plenty. Luke was an annoying idiot compared to Gabe. She couldn’t continue the thought. The image of Gabe filled her senses, his tanned, smooth skin, black hypnotic eyes, his muscled, limber body. With the memory came the scent of him, the soft sweetness of his kisses, the tender way he made love to her.