Personal Narrative: Pumpkin Carving

When the turkey made impact, the laughter of the jokester, my cousin Eric, became anger. His hand smashed into the mashed potatoes with gravy. For a single moment before the he opened his hand to let the blob of mashed potatoes and dripping gravy fly across the table. His hand opened and the blob flew and crashed into Josh’s face, my brother, who was sitting next to Carrie. He also became enraged and picked up his whole plate and jolted it forwards flinging all the food onto my cousins, both age 4, and me. The rest is a kind of blur and not just because soon after I had green bean casserole in my face. The next thing I remember is Michael, the cousin sitting next to me, untouched by all the food somehow, had a microscopic strip of turkey in his glass of Coke. “MOMMY!” He had screamed. The whole house felt as if it had been moved from the foundation because of the screech. Gam Gam, grandma, rushed into the room. Her jaw dropped through the floor as Eric and Josh bolted. Pa Paw, not far behind Gam Gam, snatched both of them. “Now who did this?” Gam Gam said as nicely as a woman who was ready to strangle someone could. The rest of the time we spend not playing soccer, football, or basketball, but cleaning and scrubbing the room that we never thought would loose its

Thanksgiving Memoir I was waiting in the car my mom was driving. I saw my brother sleeping so I could not play with him so I went back to sleep. My mom was calling” Ben Ben Ben!” I woke up, I was very drowsy It was time to get out of the car. My mom and dad were still waiting for my brother to get out of the car so I just waited. For 5 minutes I stood waiting for my brother to wake up.When my brother finally woke up feeling sleepy we headed to the front door and stepped over the threshold to see my relatives.

A long time ago in the 1900s there was a woman named Rosemary. She loved fall and wanted some pumpkin seeds. Rosemary decided to go to the farm with her husband Norman and her sister Carrie. Every year they would go to the farm to get pumpkins. This year they were really excited because the farm got better more orange pumpkins. Carrie was in her high 50s and so was Norman. Her sister Carrie was in her high 40s.

It is present day in a small town known as Salem, MA. Its getting closer and closer to Halloween. I see the leaves are beginning to change, the nights are getting cooler, the sounds of tractors in the field harvesting crops, the sight of pumpkins everywhere decorating houses with faces and designs carved into them surround the neighborhood. Salem, MA is a very quiet town where everyone knows everyone and everyone gets along, for the most part.

Mac Hammond is able to use colorful words, such as butcher knife, throughout “Halloween” that brings the reader closer to the poem. Halloween is a nostalgic holiday for most people and there are specific words that will trigger those memories. Hammond exclaims, “The butcher knife goes in, first, at the top / And carves out the round stemmed lid” (1-2). There are numerous words used just in these two lines that can connect us with the poem. No one can talk about Halloween or pumpkins without the word carved involved. Whenever one starts to carve a pumpkin, they have to carve out that circle at the top so the center can be accessed. Hammond does a great job of painting that picture by using the words such as “carves”,

The story “Pumpkins” was first published in the journal “Western Humanities Review”. This journal accepts online submissions only, and charge a small submission fee. Flash fictions must be at 1,000 words or less, but authors can submit multiple submissions, as

“Hold these, please,” he said. He handed two fluffy spheres to her. She held one in one hand, and inspected the other one in her other hand. She turned it around a bit, then saw it had a face!

On Fridays, I would finally work with my brother in law. We would dig up holes to place all types of trees. We would dig up holes the size of me, and I am 5’5. I really didn’t like digging holes but after putting the trees in the holes, and just looking at them and seeing how beautiful they were paid after

I saw the perfect pumpkin all the way in the back of the patch. I picked one up and it was perfect. As I turned it around, it was really a pumpkin zombie. The eyes were dark red, seeds were coming out of its mouth, and green ooze dripped from its ears and nose.

Step 3 - Now you will pull the backs off the contact paper and place the paper on the pumpkin. Make sure the pumpkin's surface is clean so that the paper will stick. At this point, you have a choice. You can either cover the pumpkin with the contact paper left behind that has holes for the eyes, nose, and mouth, or you can stick the cut-out sections themselves on the pumpkin. The first choice will give you a pumpkin that has glowing eyes, nose, and mouth. The second option will give you the negative of the first. That is, the eyes, nose, and mouth will be dark while the rest of the pumpkin will glow.

A man was infuriated on Halloween night due to him not getting his way. It was a dark Halloween night, almost pitch black outside and a man wanted to go to a corn maze and couldn’t find a great way to get onto the truck to get into the corn maze.

The day that Antonio ran out of food on September 9th, 1971 and it rained like cats and dogs. In the town of Jamestown where our saying is,”Nothing happens here, just nothing at all.” I had to pay the loan I had acquired. The loan collector had collected nothing which was bad since I Ire supposed to give back the money I borrowed back. I didn’t have the money so they basically took all our food. I lacked money, in fact, I only had 5 dollars but I borrowed 50 dollars. Then one day I bought a pumpkin from a trafficker. That day changed our lives forever.

“Mom, can I go to uncle Marks?”I asked. “Sure , go get your stuff ready and packed, and I’ll call them.”Ok! “Uncle mark said yes.” “But you are gonna make slime , so we are have to go get the glue.”

Norman woke his mum up, he asked her… “can we open my presents? Can we? Can we? Can we?” So Norman opened his present and it was exactly what he wanted, a slight yellow Rubber Duck. Norman decided to name him Emmet, which happened to be his dad’s name. Norman went to bed that night thinking about Emmet. There was a huge electrical storm. Some lightning struck Emmet. That storm went on for a while. Norman woke and to his surprise Emmet was gone.

Panicking from the one huge coffee bean stuck in my small, soft nose, I ran along the hard, smooth wooden ground. I ran up the stairs to the bedroom, and back in the kitchen. I felt very scared and surprised. My sister knew what was going on and decided to try to help. She tried to pull it out, but it went in a tiny bit more. Then I yelled for mom and told her what happened. “Mom! I have something in my nose!” I yelled. She came with a pair of tweezers, but was surprised that a coffee bean was up my nose. She pulled it out a tiny bit, but it slid back in. She couldn’t get it out. The day passed and the coffee bean was still in my nose. By now, I was used to the bean stuck in my nose. Mom was about to make an appointment to the doctor to see if something was wrong or to take it out. For breakfast, I drank water too fast, causing it to get in my nose. It was very itchy so I sneezed very hard. As I sneezed, the coffee bean came flying out. I yelled, and ran around the house with joy that I had actually had no coffee bean up my nose anymore. I told my family, and we celebrated, by eating ice cream, since it was very hot outside and still in the