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.

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.

This assignment brought me closure, the making of “The rose that grew from the concrete” brought me to tears literally. My sons birthday took place on a Saturday, and the drawings and final cuts of the paper were made the night before Friday. I made arrangements before hand, and decorated the basement with a Teen Titans theme on Thursday. I was feeling bitter sweet about my sons birthday since he was turning five. I believe that this year was harder one me, since he had just started school for the first time. As I pressed play on my final product a million things ran through my head.

One, Two, Three, I heard them counting while I was under water holding my breath as they pushed on my head so I stayed down. I felt like I was slowly dying, and if that’s how it feel to die underwater, I’d rather die in my sleep. It got to the point where I couldn’t hold my breath any longer. I hit someone’s leg so they would know to let me go. I slowly rose up. “Thirty five seconds” said Michelle. That’s how long I could hold my breath underwater. “I’m a little fish,” I said to myself. However, Danny went next and sadly, he tied up to me. After Brianna and Justyn went, I was no longer in first place. We decided to hold off on the game and take a break for a little while. Michelle was known as a fish, she could live in the water is she

February 4, 2007 was a day of celebration for my whole family. That day my family gathered around in the living room and cheered on the Colts to victory in the Super Bowl. This day was the anticipated highpoint of my school conversations for the past week. My dad was in his leather chair drinking his favorite Raspberry Snapple Tea. My mom, siblings and I were crowded around on leather couches in our living room. We were all close in age. I was ten years old in fourth grade, my sister was eleven in fifth grade, and my brother was thirteen in sixth grade. I didn’t understand football that much as a fourth grader, but I always looked forward to the Super Bowl commercials. I still remember one of the commercials that affected me the most. In the

Bbrriiinngg! The alarm clock rang as I woke up to see sunlight pouring in through my bedroom window the day had finally arrived the first day of school I spent so much time worrying over this one day I got out of bed got dressed and had breakfast I was very anxious about starting a new school in a new state as I shove the last bite of cereal into my mouth I started to worry what if nobody liked me how could I make it through the year I had to stop thinking about everything that could go wrong and start thinking about the below opportunities when my dad pulled up to the front of the school I felt like I had a million little butterflies fluttering in my stomach I got out of the car and walked to the big black metal doors shining in the sunlight

On January 29, 2018 the dispatcher put out a call of shots being fired at College Villa apartments. I responded to the call and made my in that direction from the station. I was in route when the dispatcher said that individuals were getting into a white vehicle and leaving the apartments. Sergeant Holter was in front of me as we were driving south on Ladnier road. He spotted a vehicle leaving College Villa apartments and turn onto West Park drive. It matched the description given and he followed it. He followed it as it stopped at a house on West Park. He advised that someone was running from the vehicle and headed towards College Park school. I passed West Park and drove to the school parking lot parallel to Holter's position. I found no one in the area and proceeded to go to College Villa. I made my wy to the back of the complex and saw a black male standing outside of one of the apartments.

One try. Straight to voicemail. So far. it had been a day since she heard from him. A

You think I’m crazy? Is it crazy to stop your secrets from being exposed? I’m protective, not crazy but protective.

One day i was in class and I was doing my homework.Somebody was running really fast and the teacher yelled at him he got mad and threw a book.Suddenly I was knocked out…...I was on an island.