Personal Narrative Essay

I was raised in an Apostolic Pentecostal church. Not a Sunday, Wednesday, worship practice, decorating meeting, or special event was missed. Each year I was a part of the drama team and reenacted the birth, death, and resurrection of Jesus Christ for hundreds of people. I received the gift of speaking in tongues when I was seven, and was baptized a few months after. Every Bible story was carved into memory, verses memorized so adamant I was part of the competitive Bible Quizzing team. Suddenly when

That morning had begun just like any other, or so I believed. It was a cold winter morning, a school day, and I was 14 years old, getting up to get ready for school. It was while I went about my routine that I realized my parents were nowhere to be found. I was immediately concerned and searched the entire house for them before frantically running to our neighbors and beating on the door, desperate for an answer. When I managed to explain that my parents were gone he told me to come along in his

My mom’s anger over the dog upsets me. Last Friday my mom and dad were trying to clean out Spenser's ears. My mom could tell he didn't’ want his ears cleaned because he looked hesitant from the beginning. Right when my mom stuck the first cotton ball in his ear, he started to majorly crawl. My mom threw her hands up in frustration and huffed outside to the front porch where she sat for 20 minutes until she came back in grumbling under breath in annoyance. She was afraid he was going to bite her because

Generations and generations of my family have been Christians who followed Christ; so I grew up going to church and serving the Lord. I loved school, learning, and the Lord. Those were my three passions growing up. I did exceptionally well every year of school. I received A’s and a 4.0 GPA throughout all my school years. By my freshman year of high school I was ahead credits and on the road to graduating early. Then a turn of events happened. I met a boy; who became my boyfriend. We were happy and

I caused Greg to break his hand without any remorse at the time. Greg was a high school acquaintance who tended to bully me. He was significantly taller, stronger and more athletic; therefore physically bullying me wasn’t much effort for him. When I heard he was coming to work at the warehouse, I wasn’t particularly happy about it. The warehouse contained boxes from multiple suppliers. Some were really thick and some were really thin. They all contained books, though some were heavy text books

It was dark— a familiar dark. My eyes fluttered open and I found myself there again. I always find myself in the same place, stuck in the exact moment of time when it all happened. I struggled to get a hold of myself. Is this a memory or am I still in Afghanistan? Then the shock struck me again—the skin surrounding my lower abdomen suddenly felt hot and disturbed as lead ripped through me. It was like someone drove a lit candle into my side and left it there. The sensation sent me reeling through

It was cold on the night of November 14th. My friend, her boyfriend and I were walking to Walmart, planning on getting cake ingredients for my friend’s grandmother’s birthday. On our way there my surroundings seemed rather quiet for it being Angola. I felt like something was wrong like something had happened. But I continued to toss the feeling aside and just walked the path that leads to the parking lot. I couldn’t help but look in between the trees that held pitch black darkness. I was worried

“Hey, D-D-Dukes, Dukes gone, and” I sniffled “I don't think he's coming back” I held the phone to my ear as I waited for a reply. I watched Duke as he was being carried out the door, his body now motionless yet I could see a sliver of his deep brown eyes poking out from under his eyelids. It's better for him to not be hurting even if I can't see him. It's better for him to not be hurting even if I can't see him. It's better for him… I was caught off guard as laughter came rumbling through the phone

I was sitting in my room eating a ham and cheese sandwich when all of a sudden I heard a loud bang on my window. Startled I tip toed over to the window curious to see what made the sound. As I moved the curtains slowly, I found I was now face to face with a tiny little fairy. She was no bigger than a roll of paper towels and smiled while rubbing her head and staring back at me. I slowly opened my window as not to scare her, but also scared for myself because I had never been seen a fairy in real

Carl had an average life. He had a decent paying job and a decent house but by far the best thing he had was his beautiful wife Christine . Christine loved jewelry. Carl liked cars, his most prized possession is his sports car. It was going to be their anniversary in a couple weeks. Carl was going to give Christine a gold and diamond encrusted jewelry box for all her jewelry. he has been saving up for years now and now is the perfect time. “Christine i'm going to work again i'm taking the night