Personal Narrative-To Twickle Or Not To Swim?

When I woke up, I had no idea where I was, until seconds later when I realized almost everything in the room was white. My hair was pulled out of my bun and I was wearing a patient's gown. There was a lady in baby blue shirt with little snoopy dogs on it leaning over the bed with a clipboard in her left hand, and a pen in her right. The instant I moved my head to look around, I regretted it and let my head flop back down, then regretted that even more. My whole right side of my body felt like it was being burned and stabbed right there on the spot. I moaned and I heard my mom's voice, just a little too

When we got to our room we noticed the people we were with got two adjoining rooms for everyone to sleep comfortably. One of the rooms had a hot tub in the corner. My brother, two friends of ours, and I were jumping on one of the beds having fun for a few minutes, but then out of no-were my brother lost his balance and fell off the bed, hitting his head on the corner of the hot tub. We thought he was alright to begin with. He said he felt fine, but we soon realized that he needed stitches. I ran to the other room to get the parents of the friends we were with when I got there they asked me, “What’s wrong? Why are you running in here looking scared?” I told them through tears, “Blayne fell off the bed by accident and hit his head on the hot tub, I don’t think he is ok I think we need to take him to the hospital.” I was really scared and didn’t know if my brother was going to be ok or

We drove for what seemed hours to my six year old self. When we arrived in the parking lot of the hospital, which I can never remember the name of, he told us why we were there. Lauren threw a fit, screaming and crying like someone was hurting her. She shouted “I never wanted him”. I believe that is still to this day the biggest lie she has ever told. We walked up to the big glass hospital doors, and straight through them to the elevator. I waited and waited for what seemed forever until the big silver doors opened, and my dad showed us which way to go. We walked past room after room listening to the crying and sometimes laughter. Finally, we got to the right room and we walked in. There sat my mother on a hospital bed. She didn’t seem hurt or in pain, but they said it was happening fast. At one point my mother’s father (Poppy) took us down to the cafe, and all I remember is that hospitals have very good spaghetti. My Poppy got a phone call and all of the sudden we were on the move, going through the halls like there was a fire we were trying to escape from. When we got back to my mother’s hospital room, everyone looked so upset; their faces, eyes and cheeks were red and

Drowning. Over and over and over again. Every time I died they would bring me back. Every time I came back I was less myself. I was terrified. Not for myself but for my country. Not for myself but for my family. Attacks on my soil day and night and my family could be next. They want what I have. My information. But I won’t crack. Under these bring lights day and night. A cloth is draped over my face again. Water gushes into my mouth as I struggle for breath filling my lungs choking the breath from my body. I can’t breathe. I can’t sleep. They don’t allow me to eat. They try to twist and break my body with poisons and malnourishment. They tell me no one is coming for me. Good. We don’t negotiate with terrorists.

As I speak I pretend to pass out. But then something hit me. I was really in pain on my back. As if someone had stabbed me. I screamed in pain as mom turns me over seeing the wounds that were bestowed upon me. Father rushes to call the doctor and as I see Macy comes running in like dog to come help. As Macy cleans my wounds and slow asked what happened after my father had left the room.

There are only two options in the ocean: sink or swim. America operates the same way - either you make it or you don’t. 6 years ago my family was introduced to the foster care system and I met my sisters. We were warned how “troublesome” girls could be and their behaviors, medication why they were being placed into our home. It seems as if all their lives they received the short even of the stick but not when it came to living with us. We didn’t want them to drown in the system.

As I looked up more pictures were being taken of me. I screamed “HELP, HELP”. The paramedics then rushed to me and responded “are you okay?” I responded “No i am bleeding to death”. The paramedics responded “can you see okay?” I responded “Ican see fine” the paramedics responded “Do you feel dizzy or lightheaded?” I responded and a loud tone “I AM FEELING FINE!” the paramedics responded “Okay ma’am we're just making sure you are okay we don’t want anything to happen to you”. As the paramedics poured alcohol on my knee I scream “AAH” and pressured the paramedic hand. The paramedic than told me to remain calm and responded “everything is going to be okay we have to make sure all the blood and germs is out we don’t want you to get any infections”. As the paramedics put ointment on my knee I then looked up and seen a lot of people taking pictures of me and running and shouting. The paramedics then lift me up and gave me medicine for my knee. The paramedics asked was I going to be okay I responded “yes”. I then looked around and try to find where I was headed. I then remember I was headed to save

When I fell, I fell on the same big scrape on my knee that had just scabbed over. The cut broke open again and it took even more layers off of my knee. Blood started running down my leg, but I did not notice, so I just kept skimming. When the salty, ocean water splashed on the open cut, I knew that it was way worse than It had been before. I looked down to see how bad it was, and the whole front of my leg was red. I ran up to my mom and she freaked out. “What happened? Are you okay? You need to go wash that off! I’ll go get the lifeguard.” I went up to the shower, where you wash the sand off your feet, to wash off all of the blood. Then I went to the lifeguard to get a bandage. The lifeguard was really nice, but he did not speak very good English. He was from Poland. My mom was sitting next to me and my grandma was on the other side of my mom. My mom was leaning toward taking pictures as usual. My grandma was trying to see him but my mom was in the way. “Down in front woman!” my grandma whispered angrily at my mom. This was the closest my grandma had been to the lifeguard, so she was really happy. After he cleaned my knee, I went back up to the hotel room. I could not shower because my knee was so bad, so I had to use a hotel cup to get the seawater out of my hair. I put my pajamas on and went to the lobby to watch television. My family came to the lobby when it got dark, and we ordered pizza for the seventh

Your freshman year of college is supposed to be fun and exciting but for me it was exactly the opposite. I didn’t understand my classes and even my cozy dorm room felt uncomfortable. I was doing everything I could to stay afloat until finally I began to drown. After struggling through the year I made one of the greatest decisions of my life, I moved home.

This summer we got a slide for our pool. We have a pool at our house and we wanted something to add to it because it was getting kind of boring. My sibling and I, had been begging my parent for months to get a slide for the pool, and they finally agreed!

I remember when I was out with my family on our yacht and we were all playing in the water of the back of the boat. But after a while all the others decided that they would get out and go to the beach, but I wanted to just keep playing in the water around the boat, so I did. But just as everybody was getting ready to get into the little dingy, and I was of the back of the yacht in the water, I could see something black poking out of the water. “Shark” I yelled hoping to get somebody to help and pull the line that attached one of the kayaks to the yacht, But no everybody screamed get the camera. As I was trying to clamber myself up

He pulled her to her feet and said "Hannah you need to calm down if you get all worked up we won't be able to make a plan to get out of here okay."

One day my friends and i decided to go to the Y. At the y we played basketball for a couple of hours. We also met up with a couple other friends there and played a five on five game of basketball. After playing basketball we went in the back room and played a couple games of two hand touch football. Afterwards we just threw the football and kicked the soccer ball around for a while. When we finished in the gym we went to the locker room. In the locker room we changed into our swim shorts. Then we headed into the pool room. The lifeguard told us we couldn’t swim yet because the dive team was having a competition. So we went up into the bleachers to sit and wait. After about twenty minutes the competition ended.

“Come now princess! We must hurry!” Miss Amiela yelled as she ran down the hall with Princess Annadell.

"Hold your horses, we'll be up in a minute!" I yelled back as Ally left. "Let's go Rachel!" I said grabbing my trusty Trex water bottle from the bench as we then left. We both raced up the stairs, not wanting our teammates mad at us.