Personal Narrative-Sarah-Alice

Johnna Brown. The lovely mother of two, and the amazing wife any man would dream of, the best pet spoiler there is, and the perfect friend. That right there can say so much about someone without even knowing who they are. Johnna, my mother, is such a talented person. Along with this, she is also a mentor and therapist. Last, she devotes her every waking seconds to the ones she loves.

Ignoring me, he continued, "She broke up up with me because I bought her a simple neclace for her birthday not the diamond bracelet she wanted."

Who is Katelyn Ballard? Katelyn is a student, a sister, and most definitely, a pet lover. I am a senior at Franklin County and have lived here since May 30, 1998, which is my birthday. Even though I have lived here seventeen years, I have moved houses six times. I currently live on Tims Ford Lake with my Mom and step dad. I have one older brother, Cody, and two step siblings, Cade and Carly. I have two dogs, Dixie and my favorite, Marley. I enjoy high school, but just like every other senior; I am ready to be done. I plan on entering Motlow’s nursing program then furthering my education at MTSU to become a nurse practitioner. Taking care of people has always been an instinct of mine, so a job in the medical field is ideal for me. I enjoy writing

I chose this picture of my sisters because it is my favorite one. I am on the far left, my little sister, Karrie, is in the middle, and my older sister, Kassie, is on the far right. This picture just seems like another picture of sisters but we are so much more, we are best friends. We are all so different but all so alike. We all go by shortened names, Kassie is Kasandra, Katie is short for Katelyn, and Karrie is short for Karrington. We have age gaps of six years in between Kassie and I, and four years in between Karrie and I. Not to mention how different we all look. I got the naturally curly hair from my dad, Karrie has the dark brown hair from my mom, and Kassie got the blond hair from her dad. Yes, Kassie has a different dad but we have never made a big deal about it

I’m Sarah Stutzman and this is the story of my life. I am twelve years old, and quite tall. I’ve lived in Indiana my whole life, so I am blessed enough to experience the season changes. In addition to viewing all the season changes, me and my family visit new places on vacation as much as possible. Artistic; a term that strongly represents me. I proudly enjoy painting nature, such as open fields, lakes, sunsets, fall, streams, and so forth. In the meantime, I transport my art supplies to a massive oak tree in the cattle field that overlooks the lake, and perch on the highest branch to paint the everlasting meadow. Ironically, art isn’t my only profession, I also participate in sports and clubs, such as 4H, basketball, track, volleyball,

I have raised my voice for, and will continue to raise my voice for, people less fortunate than myself. More specifically however, I often stand up for and help my autistic older sister, Abby. Ever since I can remember, I have felt obligated to fulfill my duty as a "little-big brother", because she is older than me. Whether it be taking her to school, taking her to baseball games, or playing "Dogoply" with her, I have tried to imprint a positive attitude on her so that she can continue to grow into an even greater person than she already is. One time after a football game junior year, I was hanging out with my classmates when the topic of Abby came up. They all talked about how they were the best of friends with her and how they loved her. Sure, all of

Amy sits in the driver's seat of the car. According to her father two o'clock on a Sunday is the best time to drive. It's 'too late for brunch and too early for barbeques'. Her hands grip the steering wheel tightly.

September 9, 2015, a baby is born. With black hair, brown eyes, and the face of an angle, she was wrapped in a two blankets and pajamas. The name on the certificate, Elizabeth, and she is born 5 inches tall, weighs 6 ounces, and has a perfectly round head, she looks like a turtle as she stretches her neck. We call her our little lizard, but to be honest she looks more like turtle than a lizard any day. The hospital I go to, to see little lizard, smells like soap and hand sanitizer, it brings back memories of a moment in time 2 years ago when I walked down the same hospital corridors to see my area 51 baby, Evelynne. As I walk down the same hallway to the same room where I first saw my Evelynne I am reminded of a responsibility, a responsibility

Aba, I've known you since the first grade, when you crushed that spider (thanks man, I couldn't stand all those squeals) and from then on I’ve been so thankful. You've made me and so many other people so happy, but this isn't about other people so im just gonna focus on you and me. So this is probably going to be long if you know anything about me you know I write a lot. So let's go back to the very beginning.

Hi, Im Laura but I had you as a teacher last year so you already know that. To Start, my family has 3 people in it and 1 very cute dog Buddy. I'm an only child and my family consists of my dog, my mom, dad, and me. Something I enjoy outside of school is dance. I have dance on Mondays, Wednesdays Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays so I don't have a lot of time for other things. I do competitions for dance and my team and I recently went to New Jersey for the world dance competition and we won in 2 categories. When I'm not at dance I like to do a lot of different things with my friends like going tubing and seeing movies. Plus I like to jump on my trampoline. Finishing up, these are some facts about me and what I like to do.

I tiptoed down the rest of the stairs dodging huge holes in the wood. Before stepping out the door I called “Going to walk Hailey to school.” I paused for a minute waiting for a response from Marissa who was frantically looking through the kitchen drawers for something. She looked up for a second and without saying anything resumed her search more desperate now for whatever she was searching for. She says she is worried for me, and that I would have to accept that Hailey was gone as she she had. I try telling her nothing happened to Hailey. She just doesn’t get it. I hold the door open for Hailey and then shut it convulsing the walls.

Wendy, Jamal, and I were making our usual walk from school, when I noticed a strange house on our street. I asked Wendy about it, and she seemed to of never noticed it. The next day I went to school it seemed as if everyone was talking about that strange house on my street. Most people gossiping said it had only recently been abandoned. About two years ago a husband and wife lived there, but something tragic happened. The husband went out of his mind, he killed his wife and himself.

One day I received a message asking that I teach a girl how to speak so I responded by saying yes. Then the next day I was sleeping when suddenly I heard a knock on the door and I thought to myself who could it be? So I nervously walked to the door and when I opened the door, I saw a lady and a child I asked may I help you? And they said “Are you Anne Sullivan?””yes” I responded “and who are you” I asked then she said “you said you would teach my daughter.”. I was confused at first, then it clicked.

Not that Beth wasn't trouble because she is, its just Sarah never listened and always found a way to get herself into shit, and as her partner it was Beth's job to get her out of it.

A friend had mentioned; there were two pups that would turn two-months and that they were ready to be removed from their mother’s feeding breast. One of the Pups had white with brown marks and the other one was plain black. Butterflies swirl in my stomach and I felt so anxious driving towards my friend’s house to pick up my new family member. When I arrive at my friend’s garage my heart was beating fast as I walked towards the mother and her puppies Cuddling in her mother’s palms with her eyes wide open. That pretty and adorable face, and of course admiring her white skin with two brown marks on her back and around the belly where unique.