Personal Narrative Report

It's a Friday afternoon, I plan to go to Great Wolf Lodge in an hour with my church. I see one of my friends so he says to his mom “ Hey, that's my friend” I said “Crap” So I go inside to sign in to go and see my friends just sitting in a corner on a big sofa. We are listening to music and just talking then a green bus comes.

I have lived in only one location my entire life: Edwardsville, Illinois. A peripheral suburb of St. Louis, it stands as the rare oasis of people in a desert of corn, pinned in its own personal bubble. Due to this blend of time and isolation, I developed a natural familiarity with my hometown. But, throughout my childhood, I longed to break free from the confines of the bubble and venture outward. However, this changed last summer, as I walked through Richards Brickyard, our family heirloom, that my great-grandfather, Benjamin Richards, founded over 120 years ago. I felt these childlike sentiments slip away. The bubble that had surrounded me for so long began to vanish, and the picture that it had been obscuring was slowly revealed.

that she had a male, Igor Gentsaryuk, in custody for DUI near the 3700 block of

I'VE BEEN SUPER EXCITED FOR THIS TO COME OUT!!! For those who don't know this is one of my anticipated of the year (you can check out my list if you haven't already, I posted it in September). But since this is the last book of the series I don't feel the need to write a very long non-spoiler review. I won't write the reasons why I love this series so much in my Top Ten list if you would like to check that. The series starts out in this futuristic world where a young girl named Cinder catches the eye of Prince Kai, the future empire of the Common Wealth. The only problem is that she's a cyborg, part-human part-robot. For this book, I would give it about a 4/5 stars. I was definitely a great read but it wasn't my favorite book in the series, I honestly felt that Cress was the best book, then

On 04/14/2016 at 2315 hours your Affiant was dispatched to 109 E. Center St. Apartment Upper for an overdose. Upon arriving on scene EMS was tending to the overdose patient. Your Affiant spoke with a female in the apartment who identified herself as Tiara Pleva while Stamets spoke with the male who lived in the apartment Aaron Campbell. Pleva stated Conrad shot up with heroin. Your Affiant asked where the heroin if any left and empty baggies are, and needle Conrad used. Pleva stated she does not know where any of the stuff is.

P: Timothy will recognize existing feelings of anger, discover the origins of such feelings, and find alternative ways to ease, express, and resolve such feelings.

This was frightening, and I needed lots of support as I had no idea what to do. I seen him often like everyday he was in there which was fifty-two days. There's lots that I did for him, such as change his nappy and diaper, stroke him and talk to him. I wanted to hold him, but it had been two weeks and still no one let me hold him. One day this nice nurse asked me "you have not been able to hold him" I responded "no, not yet". She went and got a recliner chair and I was able to hold him for the first time, give him a massage, and feed him my breast milk that I had to

The Meriam-Webster dictionary defines a cheerleader as a person who is a member of a group (typically a group of young women) who shout out special songs or chants to encourage the team and entertain the crowd during a game in sports like American football and basketball. This definition described my involvement itself in my beloved sport, but it also explains who I am as a whole person. In my life, I am a cheerleader whether I am on the sidelines under the Friday night lights, or off the field when it comes to being a cheerleader for my family and companions. At a young age, it was clear to me that support was something needed by everyone, whether they wanted to accept it or not. However, before you cheer on anyone

The most important game of the year was coming up and I was ready. Everything was going perfect for me, because I was the starting QB as a freshmen at Englert High School. We were playing Joston High School the number 1 team in the nation since 1960, it was going to be a tough game because they had the number 1 ranked defense, but we had the best offense. The day before the game was just a normal day I went to school and had football practice after school. A couple weeks ago one of the other teams that we had played earlier in the year wanted another game so we decided to play them. They had been the hardest team we had played all year, we had only beat them by a last efforts field goal it hardly went in as it bounced in off the crossbar.

On 10/30/2017, I Deputy Mignone #95 was assigned to Intake/Release. At approximately 1600 hours, I was called to cell HD-6 to assist with giving an inmate his medication. I met my supervisor Sergeant Johnson #150 along with multiple other officer. I witness inmate Matthew Spradlin standing in the cell with feces on his head and face. Inmate Spradlin stated that he had been eating his own feces and drinking his own urine. I was informed that Dr. Dahner had ordered a shot due to inmate Spradlin’s behavior.

Tingling (tick), red (tick), hot (tick), dizzy (tick), trapped (tick), ostracized (tick), taken aback (tick). It started in my fingers. I began to fidget just listening to what was happening around me. Then my toes. I began to tap my feet to the beat of the clock hoping it would help pass the time. As the time seemingly would not advance, my fidgeting and discomfort grew, my anger increased, my thoughts jumbled, my mind became fixated on this one comment that, little did I know, would change my life forever. At the time, I couldn't process what had just occurred. Was this a bad dream (tick)? Do people really think this about me (tick)? Do they even care that I’m here (tick)? How could someone say that in front of

It was a Saturday morning and I woke up earlier than usual. It was 8:00 and I normally wake up

In May 2010, R-E-A-D (Rejuvenating Excellence & Accomplishing Dreams) was birthed from attending a Mother Daughter Tea and my daughter's desire to volunteer. The keynote speaker challenged every one in attendance to spearhead enriching opportunities for young women. I encouraged my daughter to ask her friends specifically; which organizations they were interested in partnering with.

I was tired of my father getting on my butt as soon as our eyes met, my mother in my face whenever I came home and my older brother constantly pushing me around at every turn. I was home now and prepared to tell all of them that I had finally said hello and she blew me off and that was that. I was ready to chuck my book bag through a wall as soon as the door closed behind me, but it and the wall never did a thing to me. I had to admit what had upset me more than chubby blowing me off was the fact that I had listened to my older brother and spoke with her in front of everyone? Mr. Wisdom said the pressure of her to speak to me would be greater with people around than if I said a word to her where no one could see the two of us.

There are certain things that happen for a reason. Although it may be something bad at the moment, it has a huge impact on us later on. We wish they hadn’t happened in the moment. Later on, we are grateful it did happen and the lesson we learned. This happened to me the winter of 2010. I had just discovered we had lost a family member. Little did I know this one moment would have a huge impact on me later in life.