Steven Gregorie-Personal Narrative

Some of the conversation consisted of us being very annoyed at the fact people could not pronounce Ryan Beatty’s name correctly.

I remember him saying ‘Racquet back, turn sideways, step in when you hit the ball’ my dad said, I remembered those three fundamentals forever. Hi there, I'm Christine Marie Evert, most people know me as Chris Evert. When I was a child my 4 siblings helped me become who I am today and that's why I'm such a world wide known professional tennis player. But most of all it was my two parents, Jimmy and Colette, that made me who I am today. My parents also taught me how to raise kids of my own, which I had 3 children in fact. You're probably wondering how old I am, well right now I'm 63. I always loved Christmas and my birthday because I got a lot of presents because they were so close to each other as a matter of fact 13 days apart. I started

I have often been told that I am irrational, and every time I deny it. Though, this time around I am afraid I have succumb to that label; and not only myself, but my dear friend John Laurens as well. I must say, it was folly on my part to call Charles Lee out on his bluff, but I’ve had an itch on my tongue to blurt it out since Monmouth. It’s as clear as day that the man is a traitor, but how does a great man such as Washington himself blind to the fact? I have tried to reason with him on multiple accounts, and regardless of the swearing he emits, he refuses for me to do anything to him.

Boom! Startled, I quickly put my sharpened knife on my counter. With a smirk appearing, I realized we had company; therefore, I worked my way down our marble steps to the entrance of my chateau. Slowly but surely I walked down to see the door open with two men standing, only one I knew immediately. As I glared to find the face of the man who dared walk into my island, I suddenly recognized the face - Sanger Rainsford. Aha! In that moment, I knew he would be my best match on this island.

First of all I was in my dark room with the only light being my t.v, I playing Xbox with my friend Skylar, we were playing Rainbow Six Siege a counter terrorism shooter. It was a late on a dark, stormy night, it was bomb objective and only I was left on the team to face five other enemies defusing the bomb and I slowly and stealthy with his silenced pistol picked off about two enemies outside the objective roaming and then pulled out his primary the 416-C Assault Rifle and went in blazing in the objective and his heart was racing he picked off another two enemies and that’s when he began guarding the defuser waiting to find the last enemy. “Can you search cams Skylar?” I asked Skylar.

After walking in on his sub cheating on him with the security guard, Taden McIntire had decided it was time to make a change. He wanted to have a life where he didn’t hate himself at the end of the day like he did working on Wall Street. Reading an advertisement for new entrepreneurs in the small southern town of Cedar Falls, Taden decided to roll the dice and move.

Then he leaped far out into the sea, Rainsford plunged his head under the water to avoid the sweeping gaze of General Zaroff. Seconds turned into minute, and minutes turned 30. The Cossack was still there, sitting under the shade of the trees drinking from a flask.

It was a dismal, January day when Jackson Edge first arrived at Lanceton secondary. Right away, everyone knew he was out to start trouble. However, no one knew what his first move was going to be. He always had a look, a look of hatred, that he carried with him wherever he went. He could’ve been upset by the fact that he was at a new school with no friends halfway through the school year. Or, he could’ve been upset for whatever other reason. However, we did know one thing; Jackson Edge was going to grow and make a name for himself at our school, and he will soon go from the depths of the high school food chain, all the way to the top.

On a Saturday morning, around 10am, my family was getting ready for my niece’s (Maritza) 4-year-old birthday party. After 12:30pm we were already at my sister’s (Adele) house, ready to give my niece a hug and her annual present. At the moment Maritza wasn’t home, so I stalled for a bit. Chatted with their neighbor, few high school friends, and their wife’s. Finally, she showed up along with her father. The first person she hugs is me, I’m her favorite uncle, according to her, as she hugs my legs and looked up and says, “hey uncle J.” I replied “hey?” with a bit of a curiosity on my mind. Her lip had a big red lump. I managed to not ask her what had happened on her lip. I’m thinking it’s a “I fell down” type accident. The party went off, and

It was a fine, summer, Saturday when everything changed for a young teenager named Miller Frederick. School had already started for Miller and he was at a new school. That summer, his family had moved from Pensacola, Florida to Dewitt, Michigan so Miller didn’t have many friends. He lived in a very rural area so he didn’t have many neighbors he could hang out with. Miller had just gotten back from his first day at his new school and he became friends with another new kid from Germany. His name was Reginald Kleinhans. Surprisingly enough, they had a lot in common. They both loved basketball, horror movies, and writing.

The front door chimed at Theron & Son’s Tuxedo Shop as the proud African-American Mr Hayden Lewis was trailed by his aloof muscular college freshman son, Jayden. Jayden’s only sibling, Cassie, was to get married the next morning; he just flown-in for her wedding against his feelings to her soon-to-be husband.

The sun began to creep up behind the towering pine trees as I sip on my torrid coffee. I glance at my watch which reads 5:45 am, I gather my tackle box that's overflows with hooks and line and stick in underneath the damp boat seat. The water glistens in the morning sunlight, I aboard the scent of pine needles which is always prominent the crisp air of Northern Wisconsin.

There are millions of people in the military and I have always been fascinated by the concept of it. The interesting part was never the war, they were intriguing, but there is too much death involved. I am fascinated by the concept of being a part of something bigger than you in addition to being one big family fighting for the same thing. I believe it all started with the two thousand one movie Pearl Harbor, no matter what they were facing in their personal life they all worked together. I never really knew anyone involved in the military, but that all changed when my oldest brother joined The United States Air Force.

It’s 9 a.m and I’m patting my face so hard with a sponge covered in foundation that I might just bruise. My cousin and I were getting ready to go shopping. I pulled on my favorite outfit which consisted of jeans, a t-shirt, and sneakers. I knew my mom would rather see me in dresses so I head over to the kitchen to taunt her with my plain outfit. I walk in ready to “WOW” her but instead I’m greeted with the pale and worried face of someone who’s seen a ghost. I knew that after everything this would show me that change is something that happens in life. We just have to learn to adapt to it.

The ball went high into the air, it was a spectacular throw, this was the serve Anthony needed at tomorrow’s tournament. Anthony’s eyes widened, this serve was going to be amazing. He moved his racket hand to the ball, a few inches away from making contact…