Personal Narrative: The Ring Of Gyge

I, Deputy Gough received a call reference a white Ford truck driving in the Gamester trailer court all over the roadway. Upon my arrival I spoke with David Vore and Jennifer Vore. Jennifer Stated that Randy was the driver of the white Ford truck that said, “All Good Construction.” David and Jennifer both stated that they saw the truck drive through the yard hitting a slow child at play sign and the stop sign.

First, I would find the cure for cancer and other non-curable diseases like diabetes. My mom and grandma both have diabetes. If they did not, then we could all do more things together. Money has always been a problem with my family. In addition, if they did not have to pay for all their medication cause of the problems

As we continued along the trail, we were stopped by a very steep hill. Hunter announced that we should dump some stuff from our wagon in order to get on top of the hill. I dump my a tired that I bought recently and a barrel with nothing in it. The trip up the hill was a pain. It took so long to get up the hill I almost fell asleep. My leg was sore and I thinking about giving up. Finally we made it to the top of the hill and we realized that we had to go down the hill. We decided to use our own ropes and slowly descend our wagon one by one. When we descend Curtis’s wagon, Curtis almost fell. He was able to caught himself before he fell down the hill. Well all went down the hill and as we were going down the hill, we saw a divine blue spring

I think that my family realized that I had crossed the threshold between childhoods when I began to form my own opinions. This first took hold when I took part in poverty stimulation at my local shelter. I was giving a character and a story behind the card I was given; the story made me become emotionally attached to this name I had been assigned and the family in which I came from. The experience made me question the prejudice of the society I was living in. How many times had I avoided eye contact with the people on the side of the road begging for money? I began a long journey of soul searching and questioning the beliefs my parents had raised me on. My thoughts were continually brought back to a book by C.S Lewis, it was called Out of the Silent Planet; a character named Weston believed that individual human lives don’t matter, they must be sacrificed to save mankind.

You know that moment when you’re trying to reach the toilet paper but can't quite, then fall and kill yourself on a pumpkin? Yeah I know that feeling… it’s not good. It all started one very normalish day at 1065 Fitzgerald Ave.

Last summer I wanted to work and earn a little cash and distract myself and not be home all summer. I didn't know where to apply so I applied everywhere I was even open to working in the fields my parents told me that the fields were the last place they ever wanted me to work. My mom and step dad Raul always told me that field work wasn't easy and that it was not for me but I didn't listen.

To begin with, I would give my great grandma Peavy back to my dad and grandma for a week.One of the reasons I would bring her back is she could talk to the family again. They can say their goodbyes, i love you, and i’m sorry for the argument we had. Also, taking a walk together will help them tell each other how their doing. They could tell secrets, walk by the ocean, or even sit on the front porch and talk about the stuff we didn’t get to talk about. Another thing is she could meet more of her great grand kids, Aj, Haley, And I. She would be able to get to know us more as we talk.

I woke up one morning and I had every superpower that I had ever dreamed of having! I was overwhelmed with what to do with this great gift of being omnipotent. I just thought of helping everyone that I possibly could help, and helping everyone who has helped me on my journey through life. I would also really love to just fly physically by myself and travel the world and see things that I have never seen in real life. I was ecstatic to start my day as an omnipotent.

“Hey you want to drive”, my step-dad yelled over the loud engine of blue grizzly 4x4 quad I yelled “yes!!”, so as I got one the quad I put on my helmet and fased the strap on the same color helmet.

My G.P.R. is 3.328 the G.P.R. is high enough to get into the colleges of my choice. I feel that it is not a very competitive score though. I have talked to my consoler and she was telling me that every tiny grade matters to move my G.P.R. up. I plan to try to get the best grade possible this semester in order to move my G.P.R. up. My guidance consoler informed me that I can move up tremendously in my class rank just by moving my G.P.R. up by decimals.

Home is the beginning of one’s book. It is where your story begins, forms its characters, shows its purpose, and reveals its ora. This is how mine is written. Home is on the buzzing highway down a bumpy gravel road. It’s Brandon, Mississippi. It is the only home I’ve ever known. Home is the smell of homemade biscuits and tomato gravy on Saturday mornings. It is “Bless Your Heart” and “Yes Mam” and “No Sir”. The little bedroom in the back of a grey double-wide where Carrie Underwood songs played and where I learned to curl my hair and put on mascara. My cousins and I running around with mason jars, chasing the lightning bugs. Bar-B-q on the back porch and never meeting a stranger. It is the morals learned and the identity

My Signature Themes are achiever, arranger, responsibility, input, and significance. Each of these are very significant in defining my strengths and showing me how to best use my strengths in my future. My first strength was achiever and this is representing me as a whole, and is what I use in everyday life. I am a driven person who wants to accomplish many things and I visualize my life as a mountain that I will overcome every day and at the end of every day I will have a beautiful view of what I have accomplished. I use every day in events such as: relentless volunteering, working long hours and everything is done with an impeccable sense of satisfaction after completion. My second and third strengths are arranger and responsibility. These

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On the off chance that I had the ring of Gyges, there's a couple of things I would do.  I would love to be a fly individually interests.  I wouldn't utilize what I see or hear against anybody, since I am not that way.  I would need to see things that we are not permitted to be close, for example, certain white house rooms, gatherings, thus forth.  I am a man who truly appreciates to take in the intricate details of things.  From the best to the base of anything.  I truly jump at the chance to know why things are the way they are.  I think having the shroud of intangibility would crest my enthusiasm to learn and not to swindle or hurt

“Ugh… Don’t blame me later. Say cheese.” as he relauntly takes the photograph. Naruto takes his photo then walks to the bathroom just to wash off the paint. Slowly, striding to the academy to submit our photo’s have them processed and evaluated by the Hokage. Finally, reaching our destination having the Hokage look over our paperwork. I could tell he was reviewing my paper as he intensely blushes then coughs to cover it up.