Personal Narrative Story : My First Friend

My involvement with Best Buddies and UT SEEK (Student Engineers Educating Kids) has strengthened my appreciation for people of different backgrounds and conditions.

There was one day in the summer of my 7th grade year, it was a little different than others because I was about to head to Orlando, Florida to play baseball. This was a very exciting time for me and my entire team because we had worked so hard to get to this very moment at this very tournament. After a short flight we arrived in Orlando. This was a great sight because you could see ESPN World WIde of Sports complex from a mile away. This was a start to an absolutely great time and tournament in Florida.

I have been a troupe 1224 member of Estancia Drama since my sophomore year of high school. As a child, I took daring acting and modeling classes. My parents had difficulty taking me to them because I hated being on stage. I felt uncomfortable and afraid of everyone judging me. As I grew up, I kept the same attitude towards the arts while my oldest brothers continued to act. They came home late from rehearsals with tired and committed faces. I never bothered to ask what rehearsals were and what they did, but when my family and I went to see them perform, their time to the program showed off. It was not my intention to take Beginning Drama my freshman year, but I was not going to pass up such a huge opportunity. As a senior, I have been in seven shows. In five of them, I was an actress and in two, I was behind the scenes working on lights and sound. The process of putting on a show has taught me more than any other extracurricular possibly can. We learn how to work with each other, a group ranging from twenty to forty students. For every show, we work fifteen hours or more a week on different

It was really hard to stay relaxed the next day. I’d get looks from Alex because he knew something was up. If Rhonda was suspicious, she didn’t show it. The second class bell rang and I headed to the front of the school where I paced until my mom arrived.

It was the year 2046 and Russia was on the verge of war with the U.S. I was running under the cover of the night in Nevada when I was blinded by the bright flash of the S.W.A.T. vehicle. I cursed under my breath and ran into a back alleyway in a city. I made my way up the fire escape but I rushed and my hand slipped off of the top rung of the ladder. As I fell I questioned whether this really was the life for me, but before I could think of an answer I was caught by one of the S.W.A.T. officers. I remember being in a helicopter and being brought to a tower. I was led to a room with a gun pointed at my back, I wanted to run and get my life over with but I knew that my job was more important than my personal wants. I saw a man his face was

It was a cool evening at the beginning of summer. I was greeted at Anya’s house by Anya and Lily. We were super excited to set up a tent and camp on the back deck. Lily, was very happy because Anya and I were actually going to go camping at a sleepaway camp, but she didn't get to go. We strolled through the first floor, onto the deck. I set my backpack down on the chair and set the tent on the ground. We talked for awhile and decided that we should try to set up the ten before it got dark. We opened the tent bag and shook everything out. After sorting through everything in the bag we realized something… there were no poles. At first we were upset and didn't know what to do. Then, we decided to see if her neighbor (who was on the balcony nextdoor) had a tent. Anya yelled over and asked “Do you have a tent we can borrow?” Unfortunately, the she didn't have one. Unsure what to do, we went inside and asked her parents. They suggested a couple ways to put up the tent without poles, but we didn't think any would work. We went into the kitchen to talk and decided to ask some more neighbors. We walked outside and went door to door asking if they had a tent we could borrow. As we were about to give up, we noticed some kids across the street to the right of Anya’s house playing and throwing paper airplanes. We crossed the street and walked up the steps. We rang the doorbell and a young woman opened it (we think she was a babysitter), we asked her if they had a tent that we could use

A few months before my eighth birthday, my best friend started to avoid me a lot. I didn’t know what happened between us because we do everything together. I started to wonder was it something I did? What did I do to make her hate me? Then the next day I went up to her and said “why are you avoiding me?” She responded, acting like she didn’t know what I was talking about. We argued for a while about how she was ignoring me. She finally accepted it and said “Yes, I have been avoiding you, but you know the reason why.” I was thinking to myself for a long time and still had no idea. “Well you will be leaving me in November and moving across the world from me!” she screamed sadly. Then I remembered that I never told her I was moving because I was finding a way to tell her that I was moving. She figured it out because she overheard her parents talking about it. I started explaining why I would not tell her which was because I was trying to find a good way to say it. “Well I was avoiding you so you can forget me and not be sad about leaving India” she said sadly. I gave her a hug and said “we are going to have so much fun before I leave and I will never ever forget you.” After that day, I learned that I should never be angry at someone before I know why they are mad. If I was in my friend’s position, then I would have done the same thing. I should have just told her instead of waiting. Two characters from Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck went through the same thing about

I couldn’t believe Bub woke me up. I couldn’t believe Bub woke me up. Oopsie daisy sorry, I just woke up. He asked me help set up the party, for his OWN birthday. I couldn’t believe he had to set up his own birthday on the day it was. He was on his phone texting our cousin, george. “Howwww Niceeee!” He said, when he got a text! “You know what's nice...MY DREAM you interrupted!” He told me he was going to tug me out of bed. He was not kidding, he actually dragged me through the house, all the way outside. He grabbed a bunch-o-balloon party pack, and started blowing them up. I popped “em” with my tacs.”Good practice for my right arm.” I said sarcastically. I got up because I was bored.I started to wonder off. Bub grabbed me before I could do anything though. I asked him if we could play ”bolleyball.”

As I was leaving the San Francisco Middle School after basketball I began my walk home with my best friend Jeffrey, but I like to call him Jeff. We were so thrilled that it was Friday and we had so many things we wanted to do at my house, so Jeff and I began sprinting home so we could have all the time we wanted.

It was Wednesday, the 22nd of March 2012. I woke up to my alarm clock blaring in my ear at 9:30 AM and I reached to hit the snooze button. I slept for about another hour until my friend Tyler knock on my door.

I can’t recall the exact day, all I can remember is the pain from embarrassment. I was the first guy to ever be beaten by a girl. In my defense, her brothers held me down but that made the story less “Breaking News”.

When I was a child, what I wanted most was to be a cowboy. Once I was old enough, my father would take me along to care for and check on his cows nearly every night. I loved spending time with my father when I was young because I was free to do anything with him without my mother there to keep me from getting dirty. I could get as muddy as I liked and use my vast imagination to turn puddles into oceans before we hopped into his old truck at the end of the night and let the fluorescent compass display above our heads lead us home. This continued through my childhood until he became too busy to take me to the farm and I became too busy with my schoolwork. I believe I was very lucky to have such a happy childhood, but unfortunately, it did not last as long as I would have liked.

Once upon a time there lived a young girl with her mother. She had everything she could have asked for but she was still unsatisfied and didn’t understand what her loved ones did for her. One day the young girl was walking around the local market when an old woman stopped her and said “ I offer you this magical ring for your beauty. It will grant you any wish you desire but you must choose carefully for this ring with grant you only one wish.”

My good friend Renee, after several years of enduring a marriage that was barely limping by, was finally getting a divorce. To celebrate this momentous occasion, I decided that we were going out to toast her newfound freedom after eight long years of marriage. Wanting to join in on her celebration, I asked Billy to be the DD for the night. This was something quite unusual since I was always the DD, but he happily agreed and we hit the town.

It was Tuesday, July 18th. I was a nervous wreck. In desperate need of clothes to wear to impress... her. I begged my best friend Todd to join me at Woodfeild mall. He gave in and we went. Todd and I shopped for hours. Nothing looked good enough for...her. We were running out of time. I made-do with four short sleeve shirts from Champs and two pairs of sweatpants shorts from h&m. The total came out seventy dollars. We walked out and got into Todds car. I was shaking the entire ride home. Will she like it? Am I going to look fat? What about my acne? What if she doesn’t end up liking me? Nothing else crossed my mind as we pulled up to my house and I was dropped off. There was around an hour and a half until I had to leave. I walked inside