Personal Narrative: Venus

I left for the military 4 years ago, leaving Daisy in distress, I haven’t yet to be with Daisy since . It was a rainy Friday afternoon when I arranged Nick to invite Daisy to come to his house for lunch, without her knowing I was going to be there. I wasn’t sure that she would come, as I paced around the room talking myself out of this whole thing. I heard a car pull up it was Daisy, Nick went outside to greet her, and instantly I get this huge tingling feeling of excitement. Daisy finally comes in the house with Nick and all of the feelings and memories suddenly came back. I stood behind her from a far admiring every little thing about her until I actually had the guts to say something. As she stares at her beautiful reflection I walked

Sophia 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

Today I am talking about how my best friend and I met. My best friend’s name is Sydney Rott. The story of how we met is a cliché but I am going to explain it anyway. We didn't know each other up until my Sophomore year and her Junior year.

Sophia Galoustian On the night of December 19th, 2003, a baby is born. Her mom’s a social worker, her dad’s a nephrologist, and she has one older sister. Her name is Sophia Galoustian, although later she will wish to be called Sophie. After two years of living in Maine, the family moves to California, where Sophie will grow up.I am Sophia Galoustian, and this is part of who I am.

Narrative Pretest This summer I reunited with my best friend. We haven’t seen each other since I left to go to New York. We kept in touch as much as we could, but I moved around a lot that it was hard. So, finally I found her again and we had a lot to catch up on and only a day to do it. When I showed up at her house her mom gave me a hug like I was moving away forever. Well, my best friend’s name is Georginna and she is the same age as me. The night she stayed with me we caught up on what happened while we were away from each other, talked about boyfriends, ex’s, and crushes. We also watched scary movies and annoying my brothers. She met my step-dad, Elijah, and Isaiah. We talked about her moving here to go to school with me again, and she

Serena I would rather lose my tv than my cell phone. I could download netflix on my phone. I wouldn’t have to watch all the commercials. I could watch it at any time when if I wanted to. My dad would have to pay and not me. I could also

Imagine having all of your best friends living right next to you. This is how I felt when I grew up with my neighbors, Jessie and Catherine. Between four-wheeling, camping, and slumber parties, we all had grown up with each other acting more like sisters than neighbors. I don’t remember exactly

As I lay awake in the hospital bed I can hear them speaking. I can hear them and I can sense them but I can not see them. My body will not move although I try with all my might. Ever since the accident I haven't been able to open my eyes or move my limbs. The doctors don’t realize that I can hear them, that I know exactly what's going on. Every time they come in the room I listen to their banter. One of them is a man and the other is a woman. THe door always squeaks open and they rush in, immediately wondering what hey should do to me next or where they should move me. Today was no exception as they scurried in fast and began their discussion as usual.

Towards the end of seventh grade everything seemed to be turning worse for me. I was a socially awkward nerd who thought humor could solve everything, even if it was not that funny. My grades were plummeting and my parents were not happy or supportive with it. My best and only friend Marco, an intelligent and funny boy, was moving to New York. On top of this I was already in a rather bad state, being a dumb nerd, not good at anything in particular, and already having not been happy the majority of my life. The two things I was happy and proud about were gone. Just as everything seemed to be depressing and looking down I began talking to her. She was a caring, helpful, and saw the best in everyone, even me. At first I had not realized it, but

“Because of you, I laugh a little harder, cry a little less, and smile a lot more.” This quote is exactly like Elle and I’s friendship. We always laugh until our stomachs hurt and smile through life together. I have know Elle since I was 2 years old and she was 1. That is 12 years of friendship. Elle and I met at daycare. We were both shy at first but at the end of the first day we cried when our mom’s came to pick us up.

It all started when I met my Two best friends Turner and Kylie. Without meeting them I don’t know what my life would be like. I met Turner in 5th grade, I used to bully him and I felt bad after I found out his situation. After time had passed, we started to hang out and became friends. I am friends with Turner to this day but we don’t hangout like we use to since I moved and he lives like 20 miles away. Before I met kylie I didn’t particularly like her, then I talked to her about her situation. We met in high school during my junior year and we continue to be friends from then on. but we don’t talk as much now because we both are busy with our day to day tasks and live far apart from each other.Both Turner and Kylie had a class with me my junior year of high school it was american history. I try to chat with Turner and Kylie on facebook from time to time since we have a distance to travel to see each other.

My mother and father have countless siblings. My mom alone has eight. Everyone of my mother’s brothers and sisters live less than 30 minutes away. One of my mother’s sisters Marta is in fact my favorite aunt. My aunt Marta is the type of woman who is always cracking up a joke and laughing. What I love about her is that she’s always looking up for my mother who's kind nature at times makes others believe they can take advantage of her. My cousin Gladys, my aunt Marta’s youngest daughter, is my favorite cousin of all. We are both 20 years old and our closeness of age and similar sense of humor made us best friends. I truly couldn't have asked for a better cousin I love her very much and couldn’t be more excited to see what the future has in hold

Teresópolis was a blessed ancient city with classical old houses.The sky was always bright and blue like a turquoise stone.The birds singing all morning sounded like a small orquestra. Beautiful scenery,cozy restaurants and colorful nature were just a small part of the beauty in this place. The cold weather lightly

My friendship with Thomas had started in my seventh grade science class at Venture Academy in Stockton. We talked with each other throughout that week and eventually became very good friends. While we were in seventh and eighth grade, we had a flourishing friendship. The summer of 2012 had arrived, and I had decided to return to my school district of residence in Manteca. However, he had stayed at Venture Academy. During my high school tenure, we stopped spending time with each other. As I was involved with my high school’s band program, I was busier than he was and thus we did not see each other as much as we did. My relationship with my friend Thomas hasn’t always been the strongest. As aforementioned, our friendship was thriving during our seventh and eighth grade years.

It is crazy how people can twist the truth. It is crazy how a good guy can be made into a villain, and how a monster can be pictured as a prince. I’m sure by now you have heard the story of Beauty and the Beast, but you haven’t heard