The Morin Narrative Essay

A saying i've kept to myself is to get back up when knocked down. This saying doesn’t just stand for getting up when literally knocked down but can keep a deeper meaning than what it says as for example being knocked down by a difficult obstacle to overcome and getting up to find a way to get past it and achieving it. Some people may not see this as something important but they don’t think about how getting up after knocked down can be something that can or would have been like a positive outcome into their life and how they are given two choices when knocked down which is to stay down or get back up and continue going forward.

As Jack wonders through the forest he stumbles upon a doorway to Christmastown, he is impressed by the excitement and feeling of Christmas. Jack shows Halloweentown what he has found and tries to explain Christmas. He decides to take over Christmas by getting the residents of Halloweentown to follow through with his plan. Part of his plan is to get the kid trio to kidnap “Sandy Claws’’. Sally has a horrible premonition that Jack’s Christmas is going to go all

I had always assumed that my legs were strong and that I had decent muscle control, however, this thought was proven wrong at the beginning of my junior year in high school due to a detrimental injury. It was the first game of fall league for basketball, and within the first five minutes I had succumbed to an injury. Tearing my ACL and Meniscus has taught me to continue improving on my strength, not let this one injury keep me down, and to keep a positive mindset.

Cassie stood up to Miz Croker because she Show why Little Man revised the book that Miz Croker gave him. Little Man did not want the book because the book called the blacks a bad word, but Miz Croker wasn’t having it she went back to giving him the shiping that’s when cassie said “Miz, Croker,‘I don’t want my book neither” (Taylor, 27). This show how courages Cassie Logan is if she is willing to get a

The bright lights hang on the metal rafters of the large steel building. The lights reflect off of my black and white heifer. In my hand was a light purple banner and a black show stick. In the other hand was my black show halter leather lead keeping my heifer from bolting. It was silent in the barn. It was a full moon and clear night sky filled with a million stars at the tie outs. It was almost too quiet at a large show like this.

It was a cold winter's evening and the night was as dark as coal. The town was very bizarre tonight. Infact more than usual. The town was tiny but it was very easy for people to assimilate in it. It was three days before Christmas and people were thrilled about that final day to come. Everybody ran around like maniacs trying to do last minute shopping.

A few years back I was sailing the open ocean with my leader, Odysseus, and the rest of the crew heading home when Odysseus informed us that we would be taking the long route home. As we grew closer to a strange island, the wind stopped and the water became quiet.

In 2025, I will be twenty-nine years old and hopefully married. I will be married to my significant other of ten years Earnest Palmer III, who is a dentist. I would have been recently graduating with a bachelor’s in Culinary Arts and trying to plan to open my own restaurant, BubbaD’s Eateries. Knowing my big headed husband of mine, I probably had a baby then and trying to have another baby. Hopefully, by then Earnest will get rid of the idea naming our son, King. We will be living in the suburbs near New York City but working in the city. Being a woman with great memory, I probably wrote a memoir about my crazy life and trying to sell it to a publisher. If none of the publishers wants to publish my memoir, I will probably sell it the Lifetime

Five months later David get a call from the hospital to tell him his results an he came back positive he drop the phone an cried he was in rage he put a hole in the wall at his house broke his television. He pray to god an ask him questions why me I haven't done nothing wrong but be good to her an make her life easy in this world. Then the test result for his child it was positive that it was his baby he was happy about that couldn't wait to see his health child of his Kelly calls him an ask forgiveness he tells her right now I can't talk to you disgust me at this time. But he told her the results for their child was his he ask why you put me through all of this only thing I wanted to do is to love you be

It’s four o’clock in the afternoon and the sun is still shining bright in Fort Jackson, South Carolina. It is hot outside, about 99 degrees. My heart is pounding with fear of the unknown. The bus stops and the doors fold open. A soldier comes running up the bus stairs in a round brown hat screaming at the top of his lungs, “Get off the bus, now soldiers!” I jump out of my seat and immediately rush to the front of the bus, along with about twenty other new recruits. I have no idea what to expect but have heard the horror stories about basic training and how much the Drill Sergeants yell and apparently this Drill Sergeant has a set of lungs on him that could dwarf a bullhorn.

“Ghastly,” she muttered under her breath. It was too scary for a Christmas character, but people loved to scare or to be scared, no matter the time of the year. Jack and Hector had made a grisly snow monster, and it had been three days already that the horned half-melted creature gazed at her whenever she passed across their courtyard…

Each Christmas my cousin, Tyler, and I would be dropped off at Grandma’s to anxiously anticipate Santa Claus’s arrival together. For only being exactly a month older than I, Tyler was quite the opposite. Red, pin-straight hair barely obscured his freckled forehead and blue eyes. His temper was as fiery as hair. My easy going nature and desire to please often clashed with his stubborn demeanor, but he was my confidant, playmate, and best

The smell of freshly baked bread filled Jimin’s nose as he awkwardly walked around downtown NY. He tried to blend in with the locals, but everything he did made him stand out. He was dashingly handsome with a strong athletic build and chocolate brown eyes. There was nothing normal about him and the more normal he tried to walk, the more uncoordinated he looked. Jimin sighed audibly, he realized how much attention he was drawing as he forcefully tried to fuse himself into a group of young businessmen, but he just couldn't do anything about it. His ripped jeans, blue tee shirt and work boots among the sea of black dress suits made him look like a m&m in a pile of rice. His mission was a covert attack. Key word: Covert. And he was being the opposite of covert. He was being overt.

My Family and I were at home eating dinner. After dinner I told my mom that I had left something on top of the mountain, so she said “‘go up to get it Mary. But she didn’t want me to go alone so I went to go see if my friend was home but he wasn’t so I disobeyed my moms rules and went up by myself anyway. And it was starting to get dark so I had to get the base fast but I couldn’t find it. Now it was really dark and 2 hours had already passed and I couldn't my way off the mountain because it was so dark. And with my luck my phone died so I couldn’t call anyone for help, so I just started walking and walking after a little bit I realized I was getting nowhere so again I walked eventually I just fell and went to

My eyes open and I peel the covers off me and my warm pajamas, flick the lights on in my room, forgetting to look at the clock before I unlatch the door and I tiptoe down the hall to Harrison’s room. He is up and is sitting upright in his bed. I happen to see the clock and it is only 5:00 am. Why did Christmas morning feel to move so slow? I knew my parents wouldn’t be up this early, so I told Harrison we should go back to bed, but I realize I just couldn’t fall asleep with so much anticipation. What did Santa bring this year? I toss and turned, and thought that it must have been another hour. As a look at the clock only 8 minutes went by and then I had had enough. I open my door, and put on some socks to protect my feet from the frosty wooden floors, and crept down the stairs. Left foot… right foot… one step closer to the Christmas tree. Only a few steps from the first floor, and then the floorboards creak under my feet, my heart immediately stops in fear I was going to be caught by my parents.