Unraveled-Personal Narrative

I always say to my family, “One day we will cross la frontera!” Living in Guadalajara, Mexico was not for the faint of heart. My family didn’t have much money and it was hard watching them sleeping on dirt floors. Mama, Roberto, and Francisco deserved better that what they had. I always imagined us crossing over to the beautiful United States. I knew one day we would cross that border so my family could have a better life.

My SOUL, Josh Fleisher, that i had last year did a nice job with me being an incoming student. I would like to be able to have the same opportunity as he did and make the transition from high school to college go much smoother than it would be at other schools. Im hoping to gain friendships with some of the incoming freshman, but also hope to gain work ethic and break out of my shell. I was quiet in high school and would like to branch out and help others that are transitioning and make it much easier on them. Also to meet other souls that may be connections and close friends that ill have for the rest of my life is truly remarkable to me. Im hoping to gain experience among working with others regarding performing scenes for the incoming students or just being able to talk with the incoming families about what Miami is like and how incredible it can be, purely on how you make it.

When I was young my Dad would always remind me of how important these years as a kid are. He would always say watch how you act as a kid, for it will set the stage for the rest of your life. So many people I know ruined their lives when they were kids. This small, yet so important statement runs through my mind everyday. I love how everyone says they don’t care what people think of them, but I wish they knew how important it is to have a good image. I am not perfect, but I would like to be close as possible. But as Salvador Dali said “Have no fear of perfection, you’ll never reach it. “ The problem I see is everyone wanting to be someone that they are not. Sure, we all have our idols that we look

Her new handler, so to speak, had the fashion sense of a mafia man in the golden era of organized crime. He oozed class from head to toe, the expense of his outfit showing in the subtle details of an expert tailor. From what Sierra knew of the man, the outfit seemed to fit him. A good bit of the city ran through him and the outfit reflected just that, commanding attention and respect from all those who saw it.

One night I was riding in the car with my cousin to the store.While he’s driving to the store he was speeding down the road. While he was speeding down the road a deer jumped out into the road in front of the car. We tried to dodge the deer, but instead ended up hitting the deer and a ditch. We ended up flipping our whole car into the ditch with the deer. I somehow ended up in the back seat , because I was being stupid enough to ride with him and not wear a seatbelt. But anyways I went to the back seat and just broke his leg and hip. The wreck had my cousin unconscious, so I reached into my pocket and grabbed my phone to call my cousin’s mom. She quickly rushed to where we had the wreck. She pulled

The film Second Skin provided a large coverage of the effects of massive multiplayer online games on the players and the people around them. This film was used to shed light on what actually occurs in a gamers’ life and their perspective on their “hobby”. The point that jumped out the most would be the fact that excessive gaming can be as addictive as drugs and as a result can have mental and social repercussions. The fact is that online gamers find it difficult to draw the fine line when a game is for passing time and when it officially becomes a problem.

It’s Monday, March 15 1943. Each day just gets harder, more people start getting sent to execution camps or how my parents tell my little brother, “a place that needs more workers.” I’m scared for the day it’s my parents getting called to leave, or my little bother, Ash. I know things will start to become stricter due to the Resistance fighters, me being one of them, which have been trying to get through the Muranowska Pokorna Wall. The number of German soldiers to barricade walls has increased. With the hundreds of us that attempted to escape through the wall, I was lucky I wasn’t killed and was able to get away without the Germans knowing I was part of the resistance. I know my family couldn’t handle losing me now. Both my parents are weak and they know that there time to be sent to the concentration camps is coming soon. I just hope it’s me who leaves before them. I don’t think I could take care of ash on my own. I don’t think I could make the situation we’re in seem any better than how it really is. He’s seven years old, but he’s had to grow up a lot faster than most seven year olds his age, everybody in Warsaw has. Tonight was the last night I will be staying in Warsaw, or at least that is what I am hoping for. It took a lot for my family to understand my decision to be part of the resistance. But they respect my choice now. I know it is selfish, and I know it won’t be easy. But I can’t hide anymore, I can’t wait around to be killed. I want to fight back even if it means maybe leaving behind the thing I love most in the world. The fights are

For this week’s topic, the course begins to explore internet subcultures with a focus on the “gamer.” While video game playing and similar practices have developed into a legitimate entertainment medium with narratives, art design, and addicting gameplay, the industry creates a sense of community. However, continuing similar cases of “trolling” on the internet, gamers are often subject to various forms of harassments such as disruptive gameplay, verbal assaults, and hateful messages.

Collapsed. 3rd January 2015, I was awoken by the hysteric screams of my mother coming from her bedroom. I rushed in just to see the sight in front which overwhelmed me with waves of anguish. My father collapsed on the floor. foaming. My tearing mother by his side screaming out "995!". The following crucial hours felt like days as I followed my dad who was rushed to the A&E department - my world just took a 360 Degrees change. The A&E department diagnosed that my father was struck down by an Acute Ischemic Stroke, killing off his entire Cerebellum, severely reducing his cognitive abilities. My father was bed-ridden, unable to speak and control his movements properly. Reality struck me, my beloved father will never to be like normal as he was

when a time something broke was in 2017 me and my. Brother was playing soccer outside my Brother kicked the ball it broke the window.and I said "we have to fix this fast." and he said "how?" and I said "with glue or tape ahh! just pick one." "lets do both." he said "ok then hruury up." I said so on we went inside and got tape and glue. we went outside and glued and taped and we went inside and thouht and I said "we should play something else to play" and he said "how about football" "okay" I said and. We went outside and we got in to our places and he thew the ball and it hit our broke old car window and I said "what is wrong with you hitting windows." and he said "I don't know." but it didn't brake I was releved

He was lost. He was nervous. He was scared. It was the first day of Highschool. His best friend went to south and he was alone. He tried to make friends with kids in his classes but was rejected. It was like He was a ghost. Then he saw them. In 5th period lunch. The “cool” kids. He decided to attempt to sit by them, thinking, who cares if I get denied, I'm used to it. And guess what happened. He sat down, and as he sat down, he did not realize that he would spend my next 3 years, expending energy, resources, and precious time in trying to please a group of people that at the end of the day, he knew would never be my friends.

“Wait, you need to wave the wand that way not...!” I hollered. A little bit too late. My sister already waved her shiny new wand. She has terrible control over her gleaming new staff that our parents bought for school. She just combined the power of two fire spells and the magic of some kind that I’m not sure of. A flame pole shot from the ground shaking the entire school. With a wave of the teacher’s magical wand, everyone is teleported out into the grassy fields. The school claims that a bottle of potion was made with unknown properties because it was never seen before by any teacher or heard by anyone, which is very rare for a kid to accidently create. The fire faded as quickly as it struck because the building is fireproof. My sister

In the modern world, violence is an everyday occurrence, and the video game Grand Theft Auto not only promotes violence and aggression, but it also normalizes it, creating a negative impact on society. Video games have gained a lot of popularity as of late, nearly every person has some sort of gaming device, whether that is a console, handheld device, or even just a smartphone. Consequently, the act of playing video games regularly has become accepted as ordinary in today’s culture. It seems strange to think that a video game could have any effect on society, whether it be positive or negative. However, through the presentation of offensive language, aggressive behavior, and gun violence, the video game Grand Theft Auto will undoubtedly assist you in comprehending the negative characteristics that a video game has the potential to possess.

For 20 years the industry's attitude was "women don’t play video games", although they are slowly changing their attitude because 48% of gamers are in fact female, there is still major sexism in the industry that remains. An indie female game developer – Zoe Quinn, was trying to release her game “Depression Quest”, an interactive fiction game where you play as someone living with depression, on to Stream Greenlight. Evidently her gender, or her desire to design game, or some combination of the two caused her to receive men dialling her number to spout rape threats, sexist comments and telling her to kill herself. The abuse got so bad that Zoe had to change her phone number. She eventually took the game down because she couldn’t handle the abuse anymore. She then in the long run decided to try Greenlight again, she stated that, “I thought since the game got into [International independent game

Video games, the love and hate of so many generations. For these pixelated and sometimes overrated interactive works of technology that has almost taken over our society. But, there is more put into these works of violence and adventure. The creation is to be appreciated with who does this, spending so much time and effort on making them the sensation they are today. The advancement they have made from the 1960’s to now, changing from generation as a seen on social media when those pictures are seen referencing “if you haven’t see this you are old enough” or “you know you are old when you played this”. As it advances the older generation seems more out of touch than they used to be, the question is what would happen if someone from the