Personal Narrative: The Drive Home

yelled as he pulled me up. Right as I looked into his deep blue eyes, I felt like I was in one of the cheesy romantic movies. It felt as though there was a spotlight shining on us, and we were the only ones in the world.

Tires squealed on black ice and the engine backfired as she swerved around a narrow edge of the cliff. Jennifer Lesniak is traveling from Wisconsin to Oregon in a six ton truck through treacherous mountains and endless plains. It was three days of almost non-stop driving, only being able to sleep when she gave the wheel to her husband. Just when she was about to give up she thought the extreme weather in Wisconsin and about why she was moving to Oregon in the first place. She carried on willed by the warmer weather that awaited her on the west coast. The snow fell like ash from a volcano, building up on the road to the point where they had to get out of their truck and shovel the road clear. “Clearing the roads were extremely difficult” She said. “We were so close to the edge of this mountain standing on slippery ice trying to shovel the snow out of the road with little to no safety guard between us and the drop.”

When I was at school the other day, my band instructor told me, “You are one of the hardest workers I have ever seen, why do you work so tirelessly if you know that you might fail? I was quite surprised because she has been teaching for 33 years. I responded with your book, Almost Home.

Around two or three years ago my family and I had to move houses. Moving was sudden and we didn't know it was going to happen. This made moving out and into the other house a lot harder. Since we were moving so fast somethings we just decided to leave behind with the person that was still living there. We got most things with us but one thing that we did leave back in the old place was our living room tv. Since we had just moved and my family isn't rich my mom said we couldn't go get a new one for some time. This sucked because I used the tv a lot for watching show, movies, and playing games just like the rest of my family did. Having a tv wasn't something we needed at all but it was always something to do when you were bored and there was no other things to do. Another big thing was my grandma had just gotten us a new playstation 3 and now we weren't able to used it at all because there was no television. Not having a tv was bummer for me and I thought it was a huge problem when it really wasn’t.

I woke up on a warm sunny Saturday morning and went down stairs and called my friend Joey Gliech and said “Today is the day!”

That day had concluded just as all others had in the days gone by; my mother was driving my brother Cole, my sister Jada, and me home from school during a frigid snowstorm while my father was at home with my second brother Bobby. My dad materialized what time it was and that we were rushing home from school, for this reason, he called and advised us that the road was unacceptable for driving; consequently, forced to stay at a motel in Eagle Butte. At the same time, my grandfather was driving home from Pierre. Cell phone service on South Dakota State Highway 63, the road home from Pierre, is intermittent, at best, so my father could not reach him. My grandfather did not know the road conditions were deteriorating the closer he got to home.

I HAD BEEN ASLEEP QUITE SOUNDLY FOR A COUPLE HOURS, WHEN I WAS AWOKEN BY AN ALL TOO FAMILIAR SOUND. IT SEEMED LIKE EVERY TIME MY BRAIN REGISTERED CERTAIN NOISES - EVEN WHEN I WAS DEEP IN SLEEP, IT SENT OFF A PANIC TRIGGER THAT FLOODED THROUGH MY MIND. THIS WAS ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE TIMES.

Who knew that things could change so abruptly, it almost felt that my whole world was flipped within a blink of an eye. Things were going to be different from now on, the people, the weather, even the fresh summer breeze from the coast will soon become a cold bitter winter breeze. This all came to my mind when my mom announced to my family that we’re moving, to New Jersey, once my school goes on summer break. At first, I began to panic, why do we have to move? Why can’t we just live here? We don’t even know anyone there, except for my aunt. We just moved here three years ago from New Jersey, and we didn’t like it, that’s why we only lived there for a month. Then why would we would we like it now? I question my mom, and I demanded explanations

The two boys walked over the weird kids’ table, where the special needs kids sat. The boys made sure that Johnny’s assistant was nowhere to be seen. “Hey, ugly, what’s up? Are you going to eat like a baby?” RePeat cooned. Johnny started to cry, and everyone in the room heard him. At that point, I decided to return to the blue, vanilla crème brulee smelling table.

It was June 16th, 2008 and I was home with my grandma and my mom and dad came home. With a face that I have never seen before. My mom brought a baby boy named Zack. I heard my mom and dad talking about how my mom had to quit her job because she couldn’t put me in day care cause the weren’t taking care of me, and she had to take care of zack so she decided to quit her job to take care of us. Also heard my mom and dad in our small kitchen about not having space for Zachary. They had a conclusion we were going to move.

That weather when you can hardly feel your body, and it isn’t because you’re about to die from a heat stroke. It’s the type of weather where you can hardly feel your face because of the dumbness running through your body. All of the wind pushing and shoving you back like a big bully as you push back to try and move through. Then comes the twirling of snow that just smacks you in the face. The lovely winter weather of Chicago, Illinois that is. Although it didn’t seem like I was affected by the blizzard very much that night, my mother was seeing that I was due around six in the morning. My arrival took hours almost 6 hours in total with some complications included, but nothing too scary. Unless you think it’s scary to suck out a baby with a

On 11/22/2017 at approximately 17:48 hours I was dispatched to the 1400 Block East US-160 Highway, Oxford, Sumner County Kansas for a call that originated as a 911 hang up. While responding to the area I was informed the calling party from the hang up was the driver in a car vs deer accident.

I drive home. My car is falling apart. I just finished my job at the community college. I volunteer at the library. It doesn't pay a whole lot, but I'm okay.

The place I call home is Martin, SD, not many people know where that is. I enjoy rodeo the most out if all the hobbies I like. In high school I enjoyed playing volleyball and softball. When people describe me the two common words I hear is loud and happy. I do talk a lot and like to joke around a lot so I will be the one asking all of the questions. I am proud of myself that I can be the person everyone counts on to make them smile and light up their day.

At 2:30 a.m. we hit the highway out of Denver, watching the taillights before us cluster together into an ever-lengthening line. Nervously, I kept checking my phone to see if the road services have sent any messages about traffic jams even though the reporters had said the worst part would be the drive home. I’d seen a partial eclipse as a kid and remember feeling