Personal Narrative Essay

Everyone is gone, but not me, I was stuck in the rumble of the torn apart city. Were filled around me are hurt souls and blood. Quite frankly, I don't even think there is anyone left. The loud noises hurt My ears, the sight of what I hope isn't blood is stinging my eyes, and the thought of what truly happened melts my brain. I couldn't move my head hurt so much and my legs were stuck under something I couldn't call for help because when I did all I heard were screams of the people in the city. Out

Do you how it feels to be cheated on when you were madly in love with that person? There was a girl named Dominique Carter. She was in love with a boy named Dominic. She knew how it feels and she wanted revenge to those that hurt her, so they could share the pain she felt. Dominique was plotting revenge, and she knew just how to do it. She was hurt because her own ‘boyfriend’ and ‘best friend’ betrayed her. It was our three year anniversary. I was going to his house to surprise him. When I got

My life has been a whirlwind of chaos, with what seems to be just few moments of calm. As I look back, it begins so perfect. My father and mother loved each other very much, and were great parents. I didn’t have to suffer though the trauma of divorce, neglect, or abuse. I grew up with an older brother that at the time, I thought was a big bully. Now I look back, and I realize that since I made it to adulthood, he must have had the patience of a saint. One of my earliest memories was from when I

never would have thought one girl could change me so much. I was a “bible thumping” kid with a purity ring and she was a shy girl with enough beauty to stop someone’s heart with a single glance. I guess one could say I fell in “love”. It all started when I decided to sit by her at lunch one day, neither of us really said anything to one another for a while until I told her I had a crush. That’s when the note passing started during classes and the cute giggles would flutter through the air. Nothing

smart remark that I tried not to pay attention to right now. We finally got to Lake Regional Hospital and there was not a lot of people there, considering it was autumn and most people come in the summer. Since my grandpa didn’t know all of my dad’s personal information, I had to fill it in. It seemed like the people at the hospital wanted me to write a five-page essay because it took me almost an hour to figure it all out. In the meantime, they took my dad into emergency surgery and put either one or

It is a cold, October evening. My house is crazy. There is clothes everywhere, stacks of food for us, and enough Redbox DVDs to last months. My parents have been preparing my siblings and I for this weekend. They write down emergency numbers, not that we would need them, and tell us to maybe give our grandparents a call while they were away. My parents finish packing their suitcases and are now saying their goodbyes to my siblings and I before they leave for California for the weekend. This is the

It felt like Christmas morning. In June. Ripping open the package, I couldn’t remember ever being more excited. I finally had it. The Apex 37. The newest, nicest, cleanest looking longboard to be released, and I was lucky enough to have it. I tore open that box as fast as I could, ripped the plastic off, and there it was. The most beautiful slab of wood I had ever seen. A clean strip of carbon fibre traced the center length of the board from tail to tail with the detailed “Original” logo placed perfectly

I got off the plane, my uncle and 4 cousins picked me up from the Denver International Airport. I stepped outside and remember how beautiful it was. We got into the car and they drove us to Breckenridge, Colorado. When we rented a mansion for the vacation and when we got there we made posters saying “Happy 50th Anniversary Grammy and Bumpa!” My brother, 6 cousins, and I stood out in the driveway holding up the posters when my aunt drove them in! My grandparents had no idea why they were coming out

August 2014 was the coldest August I had ever experienced. The month was filled with blankets and heavy coats. Though usually Brazilian winters aren’t much different than American autumns, this one made everyone chilly. I was born and raised in the United States of America with my father, mother and younger brother. But my mother was born and raised in Curitiba, a city in Brazil. When my parents got married, they decided to live in the United States to raise their family. Despite that, I grew up

It’s the summer of 1999 and I’m sitting on a beach in Latvia, hunched over my new Nikon f100 fidgeting with my lens. What had been the point of me saving up money for a year for this camera if I wasn’t going to take a single photo that I liked? I was feeling utterly frustrated. Here I was, in one of the most beautiful parts of Europe unable to take a single great photograph. All of a sudden my thoughts were interrupted by a spray of sand in my face. I looked up to see a young girl in a blue denim