Who Is Anthony Mcdonaldom-Personal Narrative

One day I was in class and a tornado erupted 17 miles away. Alex Ogle and William Burnett went outside with me and somebody came by and picked us up and dropped us off on an island. We were stranded on an island. We were safe until the tornado was over.

I believe that everyone lives life in a different ways. There isn’t a certain way to follow in life. You have to make life fun and live it to the fullest. Whether it be by yourself or with somebody you love. To me I don’t think anyone should be individual their whole life. Everyone should have somebody male/ female that they can be happy with. Life is full of surprises and it throws new things at us every day.

One person I have found to be most fascinating is Kassidy McMurty who is my other half and best friend. Kassidy is a small, petite sixteen-year-old girl with a square-shaped head, slim arms, and beautiful, clear, medium brown skin. I often compare her to a garden gnome since she’s rather short in comparison to me. She is five feet two inches tall and 127 pounds with a triangular body type. When looking at her from the top to bottom, someone would notice her armpit-length, black, singular-braided hair that makes her look like the infamous Medusa from certain angles. Below her jungle-like hair are her straight, thick eyebrows and thin almond-shaped eyes that are both as dark as coffee beans and shaped to perfection. Just beneath Kassidy’s eyes

small conversations. After dinner John handed us some clothes as pajamas, we took a shower and got ready for

I first met Michael Amidei in early 2014, following a mediocre hip-hop set I had performed at a party organized by myself and other co-workers. I encountered sitting on the far right side of a small wooden bar top, accompanied by a nameless female companion. He looked to be about 6 feet tall, around 185 pounds, wearing a black fedora on top of a shaved head. Everything about him was perfectly pedestrian. He was simply another member of a captive audience, who offered encouraging words to console the visceral despondence on my countenance. I didn't even know he was a co-worker of mine until I saw him locking the silver double doors of the Denver Aquarium one night weeks later. I don't even remember what he said to me that night.

sideways. In total shock, I exited my vehicle to locate the other trucks. After a five-minute

We were only about ten minutes out, and Austin had already lost sight of my dad’s truck

I sat in the driver’s seat and watched the road continuously channel under the car sort of like a conveyor belt. It was hypnotizing, just keeping my eye on the road. Before either Sarah or I knew it, we were already parked in front of our hotel in Gatlinburg,

I darted out of the house to find Will with a Cruiser Gatling Blaster mounted to a Ford F-350 super duty powerstroke dually with an awesome sun roof. The truck alone was quite impressive! Once we got in the Ford F-350, we grabbed a mini fridge, my tv, my xbox 360, and the internet hot spot. One never knows what you will need on a road trip! Finally, we were off on our adventure, and the good thing is that I know how to drive! I learned from cruising the truck up our driveway; I’m not so sure about Will’s driving skills.

I decide to ask him another simple question. "What's your favorite color?" I ask him.

The same night, I had to move quickly to prairie view for the homecoming dinner there. It was kind of cool though, having two gigs in the same night.

we were done eating Cody (my husband) quickly got up and went to the car as our friends and I

I thought registration day would be tiring but I didn't know I'd have to stand in so many lines.The dog, growling and snarling, snapped at me I was so frightened that I ran. The snowstorm dumped twelve inches of snow on the interstate subsequently; the state police closed the road. Professors are supposed to be absent-minded and I've seen plenty of evidence to support that claim since I've been in college.. The suspect said that he had never met the victim however; the detective knew that he was lying.In the first place, it was snowing too hard to see the road in the second place, we had no chains.I have read Soul on Ice but I have not read The Invisible Man. San Francisco is my favorite city in fact; I plan to spend two weeks there this summer.The

Once inside my car, I plugged in the aux cord and sang along as Big Krit proceded to flood my speakers with one of his many

game, and got back about 11:30 at night, we then decided to watch “How I met your