Personal Narrative: Why He Wasn T I?

I have lost my grandpa and have not gotten over the idea of it. When I was in the sixth grade, my grandfather was very sick; he could barely walk. While my grandmother and some other family members went uptown for some household things, food, and medication, I was told to take care of him. Yet, I wanted to play with my friends outside. He told me to go ahead and play, but for some reason I just got mad and slammed the door and left. Around nighttime, I seen an ambulance pull up to my grandparents’ house.

One of the greatest life skills that you can attain is to always double check! I unfortunately had to learn this lesson the hard way. Even though obstacles come up, you can always learn from them. In this certain situation, my brother David and I thought that we did something when in reality we didn't.

Everyone has a story of how great an astonishing their life has come to be like getting a chance to travel the world, getting awards being popular, or even helping out in the community. Well, to be honest, that's not me and this is my story. My name Rebecca Alexandra Gomez I arrived into this world on October 7, 1998 around 11:25 AM at the Humber River regional hospital in Toronto. I lived in Toronto for about three years of my life than from there I moved to Brampton. I was raised by my beautiful parents Lorena Gomez and Guillermo Gomez I have two older siblings Tatiana Gomez Who is currently 24 years old and my brother Christopher Gomez who is 22 years old growing up I can say that my childhood was a very special moment

The sky was a luscious mixture of oranges, pinks, and blues as the sun set beyond the city and behind the mountains. Smoke rose from the tall city, ashes of buildings and dead bodies rising into the air.

After my mother's head was blown off, her body axed nearly in two, people in Kinnakee wondered whether she'd been a whore. At first they wondered, then they assumed, then it became a loose jingle of fact. Cars had been seen at the house at strange times of night, people said. She looked at men the way a whore would. In these situations, Vern Evelee always remarked that she should have sold her planted in '83, as if that was proof she was prostituting herself.

Continental Gator Skins humming on the midnight asphalt, under a full moon sky, and enjoying unusually mild winter weather, to say the least, I heard a line out of one of my favorite movies (Dances with Wolves) spoken by an irritating mule skinner. Why don’t he write?

    We are told from the time that we are young to take responsibility for our actions, but there are some kids out there that blame their responsibilities on others. Even though they don’t want to take responsibility for their actions someone else has to take responsibility. When being able to be part of the stories you learn things that you wouldn’t ever be able to learn without being part of it. I have learned things the hard way just to find out that I shouldn’t have been doing it in the first place. Here are some thing that I learned from this situation.

I often wonder if I have a soul, and if I don't, could that be the reason why lost ones seek me out?

I’m not going to lie, when Overruled was brought to my attention I was expecting some sort of Cop game or Lawyer game, like Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney, but what I got instead was a boring, half assed game that failed to entertain me for more than 1 hour.

“Now don’t worry. This won’t be on your permanent record or anything, we just needed to address it. Oh, but you won’t be getting any credit for the assignment,” the science supervisor said.

I see his eyes and make sure not to meet them, and I put my fist onto his nose to eliminate any vision he might have had. He's hurt, but I keep going. I need to make sure he can't move by the time I'm done with him. I can smell how scared he is. It pours out of him. It reaches up and stuffs itself into my nose.

A random man off the streets of Brooklyn leaned into me. His eyes are dark red with almost black color close to the whites of his eyes. He is so close his nose is almost touching my nose. I can feel and smell his breath when he says, ¨We all have it here. We are all infected.¨

In that moment I thought it was all over. I was in a battle with my best friend, one I knew I would eventually lose. When my basketball coach initially uttered the words implying that we had to fight for the starting point guard position I knew she was already one step ahead of me. She had the skill, but I was still willing to work for the spot. After that confrontation we each got a chance to start a game to show our coach what we could do. I was up first, it was a game that we were expected to win, a game that came with a lot of pressure. I choked. We almost lost. I couldn’t keep possession of the ball, I was shaking, and I wanted to completely give up. I finished the game only to hear from my coach that I won’t see the floor as much as

Observing the sunset, and the yellow ball of fire changed to hues of orange, and then almost tangerine. It merged with the sky, like juice-mix dissolving in a glass of water. The clouds were cotton-candy, as though they blushed at the warm touch of the sun. Silhouettes of birds flew home across a sky that was now magenta. The city line, towering buildings, and beautiful lakes with the reflections of emerald green trees were clearer than ever in that split second before the first drop your anxious body would experience.

Our love line was beginning at work, where I never could think of, that I would find my man who loves me unconditionally. Arun is a very supportive person whenever I felt down and depressed. I usually get depression from all university works and from my job because I had been living in Australia by myself. But he came and always is the only one by my side and cheers me up. It happened after I got a job by a good friend; her name is Jessie, who I studied with in Kogarah High School. Then, I started working at pizza hut in September 2011 as a kitchen hand. Anish, who was our boss at the time, on the day I came for training, he introduced me to Arun. To be honest, I did not have any impression or attraction from my partner and even his name. Until a first one night shift together, we were doing closing. Arun was asked by a manager to drop me home, as I am a girl and lived far away. We got chance to talk more on the way, he told me that he is from Nepal. In fact, I never ever heard of that place before and I was a bit surprised because I thought he was Chinese because he was always around with Jessie and Jiabin, who is her boyfriend, they are both Chinese. On the way, he asked my Facebook. He started liking and commenting on my photos.