The Storm Personal Narrative

When we arrived at the house, I stood there for about five seconds before knocking on the door. They didn’t answer at first, so I knocked again, harder, and then saw the handle start to move. My stomach filled with butterflies as I watched the door slowly open. The face that greeted was one of a two year old, and as I looked up I saw her father standing over her.

Now as a person if someone looked outside they would see a dim gloomy sky, and the tides were clashing into the seashore. I was scared of how atrocious the weather was, but after a little while longer all of us got to the weather shelter. While in the shelter the power went off, and to make matters more appalling everybody could hear the thunder reverberating and booming outside. The thunder made me skittish, and the wind was howling as loud as a wolf. Moments later when the hurricane stopped, and it was okay to go outside everybody could see the deterioration done to the

Malmar McKnight’s frightening story, “The Storm”, weaves a violent storm and murder together to heighten the horrific fears that engulf Janet Willsom. “The Storm” is a combination of Mother Nature, Janet’s emotions, and her heartbreaking dilemmas. The eerie mood is revealed throughout the story. Figurative language helps the reader bring the story to life in his/ her mind. The author’s use of irony is devolved through Janet’s changed perception of the storm.

Kate Chopin implies in the selection, "The Storm" that the setting and the plot reinforces each character's action, but only two characters exemplify the title itself, Calixta and Alcee. The storm becomes the central element of Alcee's unrequited love for Calixta and ultimately the instrument of their forbidden love to each other. Hurston concurs in the "The Storm" that a forbidden relationship can become a cancerous love and silent death sentence.

At the headquarters of the Louisiana National Guard, located in the lower 9th ward, the soldiers were not yet aware that the canal levees were giving way. The Guard’s commander

It was a saturday morning I had to get up and get ready for my baseball game. It was one of the most important games me and my team had ever played we were going up against a team called Storm Red, we started off the game not so good but we came back in the last couple of innings we stated a rally we were scoring and scoring over and over again. We ended up mercy ruling which means we scored to much for the other team to come back and win the game so we won 13-5.

When they finally returned home from lunch D was already asleep in the car for her nap time. She usually wakes up around one-thirty, and her snacks are made for her before she is up. Her favorite snack is applesauce so her mother normally put a little bit extra for her with a side of whole grain crackers. When snack time is done her mother put on her favorite TV show on for her called the “Wiggles Gables”. While she is watching her show in the living room, her mother is preparing dinner. About an hour passed there was a knocked on the door, when Mrs., Smith went to see who it was; it was her friends and her oldest daughter returning home from school. D heard her voice, she run to the door and on the door on the door she run to the door with

In “Storm Country”, by Paul Crenshaw, an unidentified narrator describes his hometown’s reputation for storms and shares his first tornado experience with his audience. His story shows how powerful and destructive tornados can be and what impact they had on his childhood. Paul Crenshaw’s use of detail and vivid descriptions were effective; I was able to see a clear picture in my mind of what he was describing. He also used flashbacks to further describe his relations with storms and feelings about them.

On 9-28-17, Tyler becomes very upset with a classmate (unknown) at the school. During a conversation with the counselor (Angela). Tyler disclosed that he does not feel safe at his home. Tyler stated that: "His mom (Shana) has strange people in her bedroom." People are in and out of Shana's bedroom. It is unknown how many people go in the bedroom at one time. It is unknown how long the people stayed in the bedroom. It is unknown what goes on in Shana's bedroom. Shana has a history of drug used. It is unknown if Tyler has access to the drugs. It is unknown what types of drugs are being used in the home. It is unknown if drugs are being used in the home. Tyler has a pretty good idea due to strange people in and out the home. Tyler stated

As I jotted down the answer to my geometry homework, I felt the vibrations of the floor trembling beneath my feet from the deafening screams of my parents. I continued my work, as I go uninterrupted by the daily routine argument. One day, I didn’t hear the screaming anymore, which was one of the biggest abnormalities in this household. I slunk halfway down the stairs and stretched my neck over the banister to catch a glimpse of what had happened without getting caught. The next thing I knew my older brother was standing by my side, his curiosity piqued. My mom broke the silence by peering her head around the corner of the living room, her eyes locked onto mine. As my brother and my cover were blown, we walked gingerly to the couch and sat down. I watched my mom’s stone cold face quiver out the words, “We...are....divorcing”. My face froze as if I was in a cartoon show. I tried to

RUN! GO NOW!” Ava screamed as she was pushing Mia. They both rushed up the stairs and swung open the door at the top as the big, heavy, door that creaked when you opened it. The door leaded to the outside of the big creepy house. It was like a dog chasing a cat. Ava lived right next door so all they had to do was hop the fence and they were safe. Ava pulled herself up and leaped over the fence so fast like she had done that a million times before. and was perfectly safe but Mia was stuck. “Come on Mia! They are right behind you!” Ava shouted as she was peeking through the fence. Ava grabbed Mia’s hand and pulled her over. They both fell to the ground, and looked at each other with so much

A woman's happiness and success during this era is often dependant on the male or husband of the marriage. During this era, Chopin displays to us in both her short stories "The Storm" and "The Story of an Hour" of how reliant women are in their relationship and lives. Women during this era were heavily looked down upon. They were looked so down upon that even the women themselves would look down on themselves resulting in more reliant on the men for their success in life. The women during this time era would be so reliant on men they would do much for the men despite whether they had loved him or not. Chopin many times wrote her short stories with women in marriage with men just for the benefits of living and success rather than love; a “vignettte exploring female desires that cannot be fulfilled in marriage, a common theme for Chopin.” (Brantley 1). During the 19th century, both men and women weren't seen as equal at all. Another push to being reliant on men is government rules and policies of men being the more stronger party of the marriage, relationship, or family. Men were seen as the “better” sex so then women were more reliant. Women had to depend on men to supply them in order to live a healthy lifestyle. Kate Chopin displays this highly in her two short stories as the two women seem really reliant on their male counterpart. The two women shows signs of weakness while their male counterpart were away.

I open the door, and let Anna walk in first. “Anna do you want to go right up to my room?” “No, I want to see your parents first.’’ She answers. “Ok, I think there in the dining room.” I tell her We walk in to the dining room, and see my mother crying, and my dad has his head in his hands. “Mom, are you okay?” I ask. “No, not really. Why are you home so early, did you hear what happened to Anna’s Mom and brother?” “I’m home early because Anna asked the superintendent if I could come with her here, and yes I’ve heard.” “Oh, I didn’t see you Anna. Are you okay is there anything you want me to get you?” My mother asks worriedly. “No, I’m fine.” Anna says with no emotion what so ever. The phone starts ringing, and everybody just stares at it. Anna walks over to it and picks it up. “Hello.” I hear her say. “OMG. YES, we made it here in one piece. Don’t freakin call us again!!” I here Anna yell to the phone it must be the school that called. She slams the phone down. The phone rings again. Anna picks it up and brings it to her ear slowly then says quietly and threatening. “I thought I tol-. “Hello sheriff, what would you like.” She asks, as sweetly as she can in this moment, which isn’t very sweet. “This is her” I hear her say “Yes, I would like to see him.” Then she sets the phone down softly. “Anna, what did the sheriff want?’’ I ask her. “They found him” she answers abruptly. “Found who” I ask “Him, the murderer.” She says normally. “Anna, why did you agree to see him.” She never answered the question, so I asked a different one.”Anna you want a change of clothes?” “Yes” She

I woke up early morning and turned on the TV. I could not see anything

“Jess, why are you crying? Are you okay?” Abby was looking at me and I could see the worry in her eyes. “I don’t understand why you are crying. You were just fine,” she was getting worried but the words just wouldn’t come out of my mouth. Abby new that I had brothers and once she saw the pictures she looked at me and hugged me.