Randy Boy's Home-Personal Narrative

He’d lost his leg to a spinning mule last year, so having no job he could sleep in as late as he wanted. I glanced at my parent’s bed and realized in alarm that they weren’t there. My parents had to get up at 4 in the morning so they could make it to the coal mines. They must’ve already left. Which meant that I was late.

Tonight he wouldn’t get much sleep. He hugged his arms to his chest and let his teeth chatter. He hadn’t been this cold since he had nearly drowned trying to escape more than a year ago. “It’s warmer in the cabin if you want.” Called Peter’s hesitant voice.”

James laid in his bunk, squinting at his watch to see what time it was. Silently he sighed, and thought to himself. Dam I was afraid of this, four o’clock in the morning and I cannot sleep. All of a sudden James heard a voice whispering from behind him. “Hey James, what’s wrong, cannot sleep?” The

But it was a start… or so he thought. The next three months went by without a word or attack until Thanksgiving eve. Terry was helping his mother peel potatoes while his father was reading the newspaper. All of a sudden, Terry’s father had a flashback. He dropped down to the floor faster than a fainting goat. He acted like a fish out of water; squirming on the cold kitchen floor. Terry’s mother continued peeling the potatoes, assuming it was just another average attack. It was not. As Terry looked over to his father, he remembered what happened at the hardware store; nervous laughing, his father crying, all the chaos at once. Terry realized that this attack was much more severe. He dashed to the landline, dialing 9-1-1 as his mother rushed

“Why is my life so boring?” Renaldo was thinking about how his life could possibly be more adventurous before he went to sleep. “Wouldn’t it be pretty cool if I was, like, abducted by aliens or something?” Renaldo had no idea of the irony of that statement. “ Well, There goes another boring, gloomy day...” Renaldo thought as he drifts off into sleep.

“UGH!!! Another day of school so early in the morning, Hmm I should just go to the one food shop again get free food and soda and just ditch school, ‘cuz whatever I say that's a lie comes true. So I’m just going to ditch it and then soon after a few days of school I’ll make up a lie and get out of trouble but I might still have homework,

“Wow, finally I can do my homework, ” I kept thinking to myself while giving myself a subtle smile. Thanks to staying after school, I thought that if I ever needed help doing my homework, I could ask any teacher to clarify any questions I had. All things considered, staying after school every day wasn’t what I wanted, the thought of being able to slip into some pajamas was an incomparable feeling, which made me realize, “What if I did my homework right when I arrived home, before Luis wakes up?”-usually, after a night of heavy drinking, he sleeps most of the day, until six when he has to pick up my mother from work. Even so, every time I walked towards the front steps of my house, I always took deep breathes while anticipating that I wouldn’t wake him

I couldn’t sleep. I looked at my somewhat dim, water powered alarm clock, wondering what time it was. 7:43. Way early. Despite being awfully comfortable, I got up, figuring I was just hungry. As I walked the the kitchen, I pondered about my snack. Carrots and orange juice usually is the best choice. ( This is actually a good midnight snack! You should try it! ) I made it to the fridge. As I opened it, I took in the cold air against my warm, cozy fur. Then I realized, that I was sweating. I dropped the blanket I had wrapped around me. Much better. I grabbed my carrots and orange juice, dragged the blanket behind me and took my time getting back to my room. I hopped onto the bed with my snack in hand, and turned on the TV with the remote. The button let out a quiet ‘click!’ as I pushed the smooth, plastic button, before the TV turned on.

One cold and crisp Tuesday morning, Tommy wakes up at 6 o’clock to the sound of his alarm blaring. Papers scattered throughout his room, his laptop on his bedside table and his textbooks thrown all over the soft carpeting, Tommy’s room looks like an utter mess. He sits up, smacks the alarm clock to stop its harsh noise, and sighs loudly before hopping in the shower. After getting four hours of sleep, he would rather just go back to bed before going to school for the next eight hours.

I listened to the weapon’s high pitched tone lessen as it discharged behind me. It didn’t take long before I heard the familiar beep notifying me that the weapon was harmless once again. From what was standing before me in my doorway (at that particular moment), I was happy one part of my body could still function. although, breathing was necessary, what was between my ears was what had more importance for now. What was standing in front of me had instantly froze my feet in place, had widened my eyes as far as they could go, and stopped my heart. I didn’t know what to say, let alone what to do.

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We get out and walk in my dad says,” I’ll be back I’ll go find a worker.”

One good snowing after school day, the bell just rang my dad was in line and forgot that me and my brother Ethan were going to my friends house Austin mack house we were going to spend the night with him.

It was a cold pretty windy night in Forest City. I was in 7th grade and I was staying at my best friend at the time Haley’s house. She also had Daelynn over but we won't really as good as friends. I remember the exact time when we thought of this amazing idea. It was 11:56 at night and daelynn has been smoking weed for awhile and she thought she needed some so she asked us. “Why don’t we call Jordan and ask him and Andrew if we could buy some weed from them.” Now at this point I was ready. I was preparing myself to do this crazy thing that we were about to do. Haley and I agreed to it and so she called Jordan over with his best friend Andrew. By this time it was about 12:08. They said they would but we would have to meet them at the courthouse

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