The Lutherans-Personal Narrative

I ran towards him. “Don’t touch...” I cut him off with a hug. He pushed me away “goddammit don’t touch me” he said. “Why what’s wrong” I asked. “your mother she… she died shortly after you left, and…” he reached for his collar and showed his neck, there were small black bubo’s on it and a

I sit and I stare at the teacher and for the first time I notice that he has the same tattoo as my mom. The tattoo is on his wrist and it is of an equal sign inside a square. When I asked my mom about the tattoo she just said it was just some cool design she got for her birthday, but now I believe the tattoo has a deeper meaning. I open my mouth to ask about the tattoo but the teacher interrupts me and says, “I knew this would happen. You are probably befuddled now and wondering what is going on. I guess first I will introduce myself. My name is Eldrick Mentoris, but you can just call me Mr. Mentoris or godfather. Your dad made me your godfather and he was, I mean is an honorable man. The reason I said is, is because he is still alive, he never fought for the US army.” Suddenly I gasp in disbelief. “Your dad,” Mr. Mentoris continues, “actually fought for The New Empire, also known as TNE. I do not expect to be familiar with TNE, your mom

So the officer said, ‘is there a reason you stole that candy bar, son? Did you not have enough money or something?’ I wailed, ‘yeah… I guess so. I don't know… maybe I was bored. I'm sorry. I don’t want to go to juvenile hall!’ The officer replied, ‘look, son, I'm not going to take you to juvenile hall; you're way too young for that. But what you did is against the law and you can’t come back into this store again.’ I said, ‘well, my friends were doing it and said it was easy. They weren't caught and I didn't think I’d get into all this trouble!’ Then he said, ‘Wait, other boys are stealing? Could you tell me their names and do they live around here?’ I asked, ‘can I get a free candy bar and a lawyer if I do?’ He coldly said, ‘No.’ I divulged, ‘Okay. Reza is the one I've known the longest and his friend Kyle stole too. They live in the same apartment complex as me.’ Yeah, I was a douche for

All I had on my mind was that my little brother was falsely accused of vandalism. When I woke up and went to school the following morning, I immediately got called to the office. There I found Branden, Bryson, and Jack. They are football players that cause a lot of trouble . As soon as I walked in, Jack said; “Jake did it and you know it.” Me, knowing this wasn’t true, raised my voice and replied, “You’re a liar and don’t be accusing my brother of something you didn’t know he did! You and your friends probably did it!” At that point, the principal and resource officer pulled the three boys into the office. Soon after, another officer walked in the door. “Emiley, come with me please.” he said. Once we walked into his office, he had the tapes pulled up from that Friday night. “Which one is Jake?” he asked. I replied, “Jake isn’t in it.” While watching the tapes, I saw a blonde haired girl, she reminded me of Anna. I asked the officer, “Who’s that girl?” and he replied “I can’t tell you, is there any reason your brother might’ve done this? Vandalism may be an act of revenge, a way of expressing a political opinion, or a means of intimidation.” At this point, I was so annoyed I got up and walked out. As I left, I walked past the football players as they snickered and laughed. While I was walking back to class, my phone vibrated. My mom texted me saying, Your dad and I are on our way to

Seems like you don’t know where you are.” He just stood there, trying to think how to respond. Is he from here? Just some farm boy lost, or some kid exploring the woods who took a wrong turn. He then responded, “ No, I am traveling from a farm. I ran away from my family.” The boy stared for a second in silence. The boy then said, “Well, do you have anywhere to go? I mean if you're running away you might want a warm meal and goodnights rest?” He stood there, surprised the boy even thought of offering a stranger food and a place to sleep. He responded, “Would you do that for me? You don't even know me?” The boy smiled, “ Brother, everyone sometimes needs a little help once in a while” The boy then insisted that he followed him. As they started walking, he just thought to himself, “Is dad still alive? Who fired those shots? Did they hit anyone?” While walking, he started to get teary eyed. Wondering what happened to his family. So many grey areas that have no

I open it and jump a little when I see an elderly woman with a teenager. The woman is holding a plate of muffins and the boy is holding some flowers. “Hello.” They say in sync. “Welcome to the neighborhood, I’m Edna, and this is my grandson Ethan” The boys brushes the bangs out of his eyes and extends his hand, which I shake politely. “Maybe we could hang out sometime.” Ethan said staring at the ground. Edna smacked the back of his head. “C’mon Ethan. She just moved here. Help the poor girl unpack!” She said demandingly. I had no clue what to do so I just led him inside. He helped me unpack my boxes and put my clothes away. We hooked up my television set and watched Judge Judy for

After we ate at Dairy Queen , we rode up to the church. When we were riding up there I asked Dally if my parents were worried about me. Dally said “The boys are worried about you.” But I kept on asking him about my parents. Dally snapped at me and told me “ Blast it Johnny, what do they matter?Shoot, my old man don’t give a hung whether i’m in jail or dead in a car wreck or drunk in a gutter.” I looked at the dashboard with such hurt bewilderment. He told me that he wasn’t mad at me.He just doesn’t want me to get hurt. Sometime later we arrived at the church. As soon as we were closer to the church it was up in flames. Pony said “I bet we started it.” “We must have dropped a lighted cigarette or something.” There were some grown ups and kids near the church.

“Come at me, bro!’ I teased while helping a freshman boy a few months ago. Albert and I giggled as we discussed the dialogue in the narrative he was writing. The classroom was calm and filled with students writing in nooks or in small groups. It was completely normal day in my English class. But, that sentence. That’s all it took. Suddenly, Albert was towering over my chair yelling, cursing, and threatening me. I felt the angry spit of his words hit my face.

Throughout my time with the Methodist church, I have experienced great opportunities and also many challenges. My family and I have been taught by a man who I think to be one of the most godly men I have ever met. Reverend Felder has always had a positive outlook on St. Luke UMC future even through trials and adversity. In fact, I truly think the Lord used him to save St. Luke because when he became pastor the city of Augusta had the land the church occupied labeled a future parking lot. However Felder had a vision for the church and the vision included having the sanctuary packed with families from the neighborhood of Harrisburg. The church is now an entity in the neighborhood that it was not before Reverend Felder came, and while is has a

“Coming” she said with her upbeat voice. “Oh, Mary what are you doing here?” she said confused. “Have you been sleeping with my husband?” I say practically screaming. At this point there is no calming me down. “Mary, before you say anything, it wasn’t my fault it was yours.” she said and god it made me madder. “Are you saying that my husband cheating on me is my fault!” I said while everything in the room is becoming blurry. “Well, it wasn’t my fault he wasn’t getting the attention he needed.” she said. I had nothing else to say, I was done with talking. I grabbed the closest thing to me and it turned out to be a gun. POW! Went the gun. Red liquid was everywhere and any minute now there will be a cop here. I was about to leave until I seen my green truck pull up in the driveway. JOHN. He ran up to the door and began to band on the door. “Holly, Mary has gone crazy and I hit her. God I love her so much I can’t loose her.” he says. I open the door, but hide behind the door. “Oh my god! Holly, I am so sorry.” he says out loud. He leans down crying and kisses her on her lips wiping the blood all over her face. Before I knew it I heard another POW! “ Mam, come out or we will

I gather up my books and pencils and walked out of the classroom. My best friend Sally was about to cry. So we had our little best friend moment. “be safe” she said taking her seat in the back of the classroom. I looked into her heartbroken eyes I felt like I was about to cry “I will, I promise”. i said walking out of the classroom and down the hallway and on my way to the office. I then heard two familiar voices. “does she have to go there are more than just one black student at this school other than just her” a lady’s voice said. “yes, she does don’t worry she will be in great care-” i could tell that was Ms. Clinn voice until she got interrupted by a grown men. “ how do you know that?” he yelled making me jump.”because she will be living with Melba Pattilo Beals and her family until you guys are ready to move down there yourselfs.” Ms. Cinn said i’ll be living with melba? I’LL BE LIVING WITH MEBLA I thought in my head over and over and over again. “were not moving anywhere” a man’s voice said. “i’m sorry sir but if not then Arianna will have to move on her own” Ms. Clinn said those words made my heart stop. “ And either is my daughter” A woman said, wait that’s my mom and dad. “mom and dad?” I questioned walking coming face to face with my mom and dad, Ms. clinn, the school board and none other than Mr.

“What do you think,” Alex said, annoyed, “Don't you know anything about me?” As I came downstairs, my mom pointed to the ruined pancakes on the floor and said, “That’s your meal,” They were extremely soggy. As I made my way to school, I could sense Alex and his gang behind me. I looked back and saw them, sniggering on their Iphone 7s, probably sending pictures of me to their friends. The came up and enclosed me in a circle, as the others neared to watch. Alex walked up to me with that look that he is going to say something dumb about me.

After he told Michael I ask him for a ride home because my car was in no condition to be driven He said, “yes.” On the way home I was just thinking of how I was going to explain this to my dad. The ride home was silent other than me giving officer Meadows directions to my house. But after about of me being silence he broke the silence and asked. “Do you want to hear a story of my first wreck,” I said. ” Sure why not” he said. “Well it all started when I first joined the Police Force I was driving around a neighborhood doing patrol and I was looking around at the houses and was not paying attention to the road and next thing I know I hit a mail box and shattered the bumper of a cop car so I got out and left a note on the door telling the owner what happened I had to pay for damages done to the car as well. So yeah that’s the story of my first wreck.” After his story he pulled up to my house and I said.” Thanks for the ride hopefully my parents will not kill

“Why are you such a control freak?” I spat, backing up a few steps at a time. “I don't even know how I got here! Wait, no. It's because of you. You!” He stepped towards me carefully, and I watched the anger slowly begin to grow from his face. “Stop, Rebecca! This won't help. I don't understand what you're trying to prove, or what you think you can do, or whatever. It doesn't matter. You're not going to change my mind,” he insisted. That weird feeling came back.

Where are you from mister g stood up and looked at him then fainted Mister g had read all these magic books harry potter lord of the rings he thought they were trolls AAAAHHH troll please don’t eat me um jerry said while Felling t I am an elf we love people coming to are Small town Stone village that’s a dumb name mister g said laughing ok jerry said I am a defender who protects the elf kind from the mice some monster puts them on are poor village that’s me that’s police rolled up in there wooden cars quick hide jerry hid Mister g in a bush thanks mister g said but he thought that was stupid , that’s a cool poster he pointed to a join the army poster I said tanks .Heh jerry said a noise came from his beat up phone the police we heard somebody say they put the mice in are city he had hazel eyes and a hair net oh jerry said sweeting um I will keep I eye out you’re the best jerry the police