Personal Narrative Report

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

1974. June 17, 1972 a security guard notified the police that a door lock was taped at

On Saturday August 22, 2015 at approximately 1900 hours while working floor B-5 at Hall County Jail I Officer Herman Quintana Badge # 4816 and Officer Rogers Badge # 8207, Officer Quintana doing routing checkup observe that the inmate Griffin Jerry offender # 419881 he had the jump suite half body, other inmates had not jump suite at all, radioed B-5 tower to open pod # 577 Officer Quintana gave them a warning asking to put the jumpsuit correctly, Officer Quintana exit pod #577 towards the tower, when I was in the tower with Officer Rogers looking true the tower glass observe that any inmate complain with officer Quintana orders, the accommodate the jumpsuit the right way ,officer Quintana leaves the B-5 tower in the direction of pod # 577,entering

I do not remember much from middle school; however I do recall having trouble fitting in and making friends. For the Central Bucks School District, seventh grade marks the beginning of middle school. My awkward 13-year-old self, with bright blue hair, was immersed in a pool of people at Holicong Middle School I had never met before. I had spent the past seven years with the same people and now they were mixed in with this monstrous crowd of new people, forcing me to make new friends. I was not a normal kid by society’s standards, and I still am a quirky kid, but at that point in my life I was still trying to figure out how to behave in a social setting. That was not a simple task for me; I was a hyperactive kid who dyed her hair a plethora of colors. To make matters worse, I was not mixed in with a pleasant group of people.

On Thursday, December 14, 2017 at approximately 9:40am I, Officer Jaren Wren was conducting Supervision Sanction Program (SSP) pill call and observed that Resident Jessica Harris ACC# 714001 hair was braided. I asked Resident Harris who braided her hair she stated she did. I told Resident Harris to step out of line, remove a braid and redo it. Resident Harris began taking the braid down, but couldn't re-braid it. I then gave Resident Harris a direct order to remove the braids, and in a very aggressive tone she said, "No!" I then told Resident Harris to face the wall to be placed in restraints. She then said, "Bitch don't put your hands on me!" and began resisting at that time.

On 08/23/17, at approximately 4:59pm, I Deputy Warden N. Christian with Franklin County Animal Care and Control (FCACC) was dispatched to 1437 E. Long St on an injury-possible dangerous or vicious dog, owner known. I arrived at the location and met with victim La’Tonya Brittman. Ms. Brittman stated the incident occurred yesterday (08/22/17) at approximately 7:25pm. She was walking on the side of her house (1437 E. Long St) coming from the alley to the front of the house, when a small brown dog (Chihuahua) charged at her as if to attack. Ms. Brittman continued to walk to the front of her house when a large brown/white dog (pit bull) came out of nowhere and bit her on the right forearm. Both dogs were on a tie out, but the length of the

The universe sometimes chuckles at people who make plans. Not many teenagers expect relocation during high school, particularly to start off their senior year. I was one of those teens that should have. I always enjoyed my sheltered existence in a protective bubble in a place that I had lived in my entire life. The universe not only chuckled at me and my plans, it laughed. And laughed. And laughed.

After attending several different denominational churches being raised, I soon stopped attending churches except for an occasional special program. I entered the military, attended several worship services and got nowhere. I did go to church but it was sporadic for several years then not at all. I did get married in the church I attended most being raised and that was all, I went back one more time then stopped attending at all. I was active duty military (1 1/2 years) and was being shipped to South East Asia, got married and then left for a year. When I returned from South East Asia I only attended church maybe 10 or 12 times in following 25 years. Nothing interested me and I had no desire to listen to something I had no understanding of or

Alibaba rushed through the bazaar, trying his best to hurry without running. Aladdin and Morgiana had returned from the market with a tale of new merchant selling the best sweets either one ever tasted, and if Aladdin was to believed, she was one of the prettiest ladies in the whole city. The more details they revealed, the more sure Alibaba was that he knew exactly who they were talking about. His only hope was that it wasn't too late in the day to prove his theory. Thankfully, because it was the end of the day most of the stalls were closed or closing, and this left plenty of room to maneuver.

I held the phone to my ear as I waited for a reply. I watched Duke as he was being carried out the door, his body now motionless yet I could see a sliver of his deep brown eyes poking out from under his eyelids. It's better for him to not be hurting even if I can't see him. It's better for him to not be hurting even if I can't see him. It's better for him… I was caught off guard as laughter came rumbling through the phone.

I walked up to the building where a hand written sign instructed me to stroll to the back of the coffee house and to the back door. Here there were two entrances, a door for

It was a chilly morning down in the little town of Nelsonville, Ohio. The light of the day slowly overwhelming the darkness of the night. I am sitting by the window of a restaurant I never knew would mean so much to me. With a man who I never thought would leave. At the same time I was baffled by the brightness of the morning sun. This day I still come back to if I need a moment of silence or a burst of inspiration, but I never knew a memory could hurt and have a amazing sensation at the same time.

I finally got round to drinking my coffee at about dinner time as I was studying for Tech. I heard shouting and then Jade and Bec dramatically entered the room. It looked like Bec had been crying for a while.

After navigating his way to the open doorway, and taking a final lingering look outside, Tom pulled the lever that started the door closure, the steps folded upwards into the hold and with a shrill hiss their exit sealed shut. He hurried along, and at the rear of the compartment, he found Lisa inspecting a large container. The internally hinged airtight design was something he remembered from his past. It was obviously military issue. Accessing it required the use of a hand-print scanner hidden behind a panel on the front.