Personal Narrative: Wells Of Life

This little scene was written as a response to a fanfic meme where NN wished for a scene with the Master, River Song and spanking and FF River Song and something kinky. In effect this is a missing scene from Sliding Down the Razorblades of Life and follows directly after the second chapter, Mid-Term. However, you don’t have to read the fic, just keep in mind that the Master has just told River that if she slaps him one more time she will get a good spanking. Guess what her response to that is?

On June 4, I died. Well, metaphorically speaking. Let me rephrase that— I was reborn.

My head was ringing. This can’t be happening. There’s just no possible way! Blood trickled down my forehead. My heart beat what increasing with every breath. Why did this have to happen? Why?? My head was beginning to pound. I closed my eyes, and began to remember what had happened and what had gone so horribly wrong.

In the world we live we diy everything we believe in we can see and the only thing that exist are human well that's not one hundred percent true you see for people they don't what to believe that there somthing out there that is more powerful than them but you see there's a whole new world that human don't even know about and we like it that way but hey we're getting there but at this point you're probably wondering who is this crazy girl well i'm lexi but and i'm about 5’6 with long all the way passed my but red hare and not bright red like a dark red i have icey sole piercing eyes and i'm an agale and no not from heaven you see i'm a gradin well a garden in training but we have wings like an angel but are job is to keep all the supernatural

Isaac, a student from Elk County Catholic in Saint Mary's, currently working hard to be a good practicing Catholic. I beg that you do not fall into the deep, dark sin of suicide, the price of your life is not worth all of the problems you are struggling through, suicide is the act or instance of taking one's own life voluntarily and intentionally, the Lord gave us our life as a gift, do not waste it. Remember, Christ died on the cross so that we may live. If you are considering this horrible action, imagine all of the pain and stress your family will endure, you will not just be hurting yourself, but others around you. I feel confused and angered by anyone who is even thinking about ending their life. If you are one of the struggling people

Further down the road, I kept looking out the window and seeing the green trees passing by while my mom was on the phone and my dad kept driving until we got to our destination. Meanwhile, the car was at a stop, we felt the car move that we actually crashed into the car in front of us and we got rear-ended that contained my head hit from seat to seat that gave me a black

Every morning I wake up at the same time, eight thirty with a hangover or a headache. It depends on the fiance. If he gets a fifth, drinking it is, if he comes home with an attitude, headache. I get up, take pain killers, start coffee for Phillip and I, shower, get my coffee, wake Phillip up and, well, get to morning business with him. Ten minutes later, Phillip and I get dressed and get in the car. "Kayla! You drive like a fucking idiot!" he screamed, closing his bloodshot eyes. I know he's high, I am only driving fifty miles per hour. My phone was ringing, i looked at it, but my eyes shifted, I refuse to pick up my phone while driving. It's the right thing, 'Stay Alive. Don't text and Drive', say so, say so. After a few seconds I look at

New town, new school, and most importantly a new family. It's all the same to me, I've done this a million times before, so what was so different about this time? Why was I so nervous about a fresh start once again? That's the thing. I don't know why, but I was. Walking out of the foster group home out into the parking lot, and seeing the new family, it all was too familiar for me. But this time, this time something was different. It felt different. And I had no idea why. Until now.

The sounds of sixteen children screaming and laughing. Paper money flying, the teacher making no effort to stop the commotion. Everyone smiling having a great time. Many teachers go by curriculum, but only a few take the curriculum to new places. Although some teachers have strict rules, my third grade teacher, Mrs. Rifenbark, was fun and creative, and she taught be many things that I would use for school years to come.

Today has been pretty strange. I saw this thing, well I actually didn’t see it, but it was there…

“Space. The final frontier.” These four words have played over in my head since I was young. Waking up during what felt like the middle of the night and making my way down the dark stairs that were almost still too big for my stubby, little legs. Nothing in particular woke me up that night that I can remember. The faint pitter patter of the rain against my window, or the rustling of a cat making themselves comfortable at the foot of my bed. Nevertheless, my restless imaginative self was now wide awake.

The time it all started to go down hill i knew i needed to act fast, out the door i went getting in my car with my parents right behind me. We were flying down I95 seeing who all made it, i headed to the one place i know to go San jose prep because i can easily fortify the school i do not know where my parents went I call the people i want to keep around for the end. As they show up i see Ali the smart and master manipulator, Sierra the cunning Quick things person, Ian the strong and one that's good on his feet, Kim the one who can help do it all, Jerimie who is good with his hand and muscle, to start with we all discuss how we are going to stay alive in this new world of kill or be killed as the days go by my friend Scott shows up to help

One thing that I feel everyone should know about me, to really understand who I am, would be what I do with music in my life. I think that the kind of music people listen to defines them more than what that person could ever put into words.

Happiness, true happiness comes in different shapes and sizes, and what makes me happy may not be the same for everyone else. Furthermore, the pursuit of happiness is essential. Moreover, the constitution declares that happiness is an inalienable right and people continuously regard it among their utmost imperative pursuits (Etkin & Mogilner, 2016). Therefore, what can give my life satisfaction and happiness? On my list of things that could make me happy would be a stable marriage, good health, high energy level and adequate income (Manning, Curtis, McMillen & Attenweiler, 2011). Currently, I am not married, I have been in a relationship for seven years, but I believe being in a stable marriage is critical. Although we raise our children together and do things that married couples do there is still something missing. Studies have shown that married couples have a higher level of commitment and well-being than cohabiting couples (Vanassche, Swicegood & Matthijs, 2013). However, we both have discussed the possibility and both of us are in agreement on waiting. Nonetheless, in my recipe for happiness, this is an essential ingredient. Obviously, good health for me and my family is the main ingredient. Without good health, everything else seems to fall apart. Positively, a high energy level is a key ingredient to me because it would allow me to keep up with the children and grandchildren while

For my SAE, I decided to volunteer at New Leash On Life. I started volunteering on November 6th, 2016. If you are under 16, you have to have a parent with you the first time you volunteer, so I had my mom come with me. On my first day, I was told to go walk, and socialize with the dogs. I love dogs, so I was up for the job. I ended up walking almost all of the dogs. My favorites were probably Cara, a black lab and border collie mix, Kahlan, a black and white papillon mix, and Milly, a lab and pit bull mix. After walking the dogs with my mom, we were told to do dishes.