Preview

Personal Narrative: A Major Injury In South Carolina

Good Essays
Open Document
Open Document
109 Words
Grammar
Grammar
Plagiarism
Plagiarism
Writing
Writing
Score
Score
Personal Narrative: A Major Injury In South Carolina
After a major injury, sometimes, you think you won’t heal and will remain crippled forever. That major injury happened to me in South Carolina. I found a restaurant called ‘The Library’, and I strolled across the street to the sidewalk in front of the restaurant when I got the bright idea to jump from the blacktop to the sidewalk. I sailed through the air, about to land gracefully when I saw the sharp metal rod in the ground midair and impaled my foot one inch into it. I forgot about the incident after a few days, and it didn’t become such a big deal as I thought it would’ve.
Continue Reading
View Writing Issues

You May Also Find These Documents Helpful

  • Good Essays

    Personal Narrative: Salem Varsity Gymnastics
    • 586 Words
    • 3 Pages

    Personal Narrative: Salem Varsity Gymnastics

    The journey my injury took me on helped me to find myself. It was an extremely tough time in my life. Wearing my back brace to school everyday brought unwanted attention, and many questions from my classmates. After long hours of physical therapy and recovering made me agree that with the statement, everything happens for a reason, I got injured to show my team that one can overcome any obstacle. I now can find the positivity, and who will support me through any setback in my…

    • 586 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
    Read More
  • Good Essays

    Personal Narrative: Hello Constable Brian Lee
    • 503 Words
    • 3 Pages

    Personal Narrative: Hello Constable Brian Lee

    It had been a few days since the occurrence of the incident on June 10th. In these few days after the event, I feel both physically tormented and emotionally distressed. It might have been the shock of the event that I unconsciously undermined the physical impact that the fall, tumble and rolling has on my body. The following morning after the incident, purple bruises surfaced in the left knee area, muscle pain and soreness on my left arm and both legs that weren't visible nor noticeable that night. In addition, I feel that I am emotionally traumatized by that night's incident. I can sense that I am on the brink of a mental breakdown. The things that I thought I could have neglect and the negative feelings that I…

    • 503 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
    Read More
  • Good Essays

    Personal Narrative: Deep Impact In Shelby, North Carolina
    • 500 Words
    • 2 Pages

    Personal Narrative: Deep Impact In Shelby, North Carolina

    Over the past summer I had the opportunity to go to Deep Impact in Shelby, North Carolina. Deep Impact is a mission camp that is run by The Baptist Men that gathers youth groups throughout the state to help the needy and to spread the Word of Jesus. There were different mission teams at the camp and I was placed on a construction team. On my construction team, we helped elderly and disabled people by building wheelchair ramps for them.The construction team had three supervisors, and they made the kids on the team do most of the work. We would do different kinds of work like digging out holes for posts, saw boarding, or screwing in decking boards. I really enjoyed this kind of work and it really made me feel good that when we finished, we were…

    • 500 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Good Essays
    Read More
  • Good Essays

    Personal Narrative: My Left Knee
    • 935 Words
    • 4 Pages

    Personal Narrative: My Left Knee

    I considered the gravitas of my actions only once before deciding to bandage a part of my body. I had wondered if girl I sit next to in Sociology lecture would believe the stories behind my injury. I had wondered if my friends would notice the injury and try to aid me as I walked around the bustling city. I had wondered if they would be annoyed and the constant reference to my injuries. I began to question myself as I wrapped the bright blue bandage around my knee. Around once, then twice, and fastened it securely on the back of my leg. I had spent an hour trying to figure out which body part I should bandage. The wrists were too obvious, my back to hidden, my left ankle too obscured by my new Adidas superstars. So I settled on my knee. My knee could play a central character in thousands of stories that could have caused injury. I began to picture a tumultuous decent down the cement stairs of 55 E 10th street, a catastrophic encounter with a street sign marking the fire line as a no-park zone, an awry Uber making direct contact with my kneecap in the middle of a rainy overcast afternoon. I push those thought away instead focusing on the Yoko Ono’s words. I must only make up the story when someone…

    • 935 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Good Essays
    Read More
  • Good Essays

    Personal Narrative-The Hazardous Incident Of Hurricane Katrina
    • 435 Words
    • 2 Pages

    Personal Narrative-The Hazardous Incident Of Hurricane Katrina

    I was about four years old when everything went to chaos and destruction. But what three year old would feel frightened or afraid of ever breath, not knowing if it was their last. As a child, I was ignorant and naive to what was happening around me in the world. I didn’t know that the city surrounding me, would soon be drowned and submerged in the legendary Hurricane Katrina.Though I was only four and couldn't recall many details of the catastrophic event, my mother remembered everything. We had heard two weeks prior ahead of time what was to come, however my mother having always been a strong-willed woman was determined not to leave despite the attempts my grandparents and father made for her to evacuate New Orleans with me and leave.Yet,…

    • 435 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Good Essays
    Read More
  • Good Essays

    Personal Narrative: Eastview Football
    • 698 Words
    • 3 Pages

    Personal Narrative: Eastview Football

    When I stood at the bottom I did not think I could make it. half way up, I knew that I could not make it. Now, standing at the top, I look behind me at the amazing challenge that I have just conquered. Not only is the hill at Eau Claire an infamous feat that every student must traverse, but it is also a metaphor for every hardship that has entered into my life. One hardship I have faced, was my sports injuries during high school. My junior year track season started off being the best experience i’ve had. Unfortunately, this time was cut short. I ripped a ligament in my leg ending my entire spring season. I was angry at the world asking, “why me”. However, I knew I still had a team depending on me. Day in, and day out, I would show up to practice…

    • 698 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
    Read More
  • Good Essays

    Personal Narrative: My Knee Injury
    • 712 Words
    • 3 Pages

    Personal Narrative: My Knee Injury

    The game of soccer has always come natural to me. Competing in the game of soccer is what I love to do. Being physical is something I’ve never been scared of. If I’m being completely honest, going in hard on tackles is what I’m known for. Being a physical player is a strength of mine. Being physical in the game of soccer always comes with the risk of getting hurt. Two years ago I took that risk of getting hurt, and getting hurt is exactly what happened.…

    • 712 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
    Read More
  • Good Essays

    Personal Narrative: My Physical Scar
    • 517 Words
    • 3 Pages

    Personal Narrative: My Physical Scar

    In the course of my life, I have had quite a few scars. One physical scar was when I tripped, and landed on a rock, and cut my forehead. But the most memorable, was when I was eight years old, I was hurt when I accidentally landed on a table after being hit by a pillow. As a result, I had a wide open cut on the top of my head near my forehead from the landing. I was scarred for life. This was my second scar after I had the former at an earlier age.…

    • 517 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
    Read More
  • Good Essays

    Personal Narrative: My Carolina Story
    • 383 Words
    • 2 Pages

    Personal Narrative: My Carolina Story

    My Carolina story is one of perseverance. I grew up in a prominently white and underrepresented area, being a multicultural male it was very hard to fit in. However, with the backing of family and friends I was able to overcome many of the obstacles that plagued my area. Through hard work and dedication, I believe that anything is possible. It can be said that as long as you believe in yourself nothing is out of reach. For me this was the key to my success, however, upon applying to UNC-CH I was waitlisted. This greatly hurt my confidence as I felt as if I wasn't smart enough, but to my surprise I made it off the waiting list and enrolled in UNC. Nevertheless, the effects of being waitlisted lingered over me a long period of time. I found myself contemplating whether I was smart enough to attend such a prestigious university. Although soon enough I began to get involved on campus and through this I realized UNC was the best place for me and that no matter what I could make it at a esteemed university. The diversity that UNC offers was a vital key in helping to understand my place, I heard that "diversity creates identity" and this has been one of the strongest statements I have ever heard. My Carolina story is one of struggle and perseverance to fit in, yet, with hope and hard work you can accomplish anything.…

    • 383 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Good Essays
    Read More
  • Good Essays

    My Sesamoid-Personal Narrative
    • 500 Words
    • 2 Pages

    My Sesamoid-Personal Narrative

    Through all the broken bones I had over the years from jumping and diving I never once complained, I always aimed to finish. ‘’No one was going to wear my gloves!’’ I thought. My injury’s started with a broken arm. It happened at a practice but I brushed it off and was thrilled to play at Soccer Park the next day. When the ball hit my hand I would feel like screaming but I had no substitute and didn’t want to let my teammates down. I wrapped my arm and hoped for the best. The most recent, dramatic injury of my life was a shattered sesamoid. I was playing in the 1st day of a tournament when a girl stomped powerfully on the bottom of my foot. I continued to play although I knew something was wrong. The pain grew every second, I looked down to see the bottom of my cleat was shattered. I could barely move my toes but I didn’t give up. I played the 2nd day and the following week. Two weeks later my…

    • 500 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Good Essays
    Read More
  • Good Essays

    How Football Changed My Life
    • 552 Words
    • 3 Pages

    How Football Changed My Life

    Although I have had many injuries growing up, there is one that particularly changed my life for the better. The injury occurred when I was playing eighth grade football. It was August and we were scrimmaging Westfield; a very good team that had a lot of big players. The coach called me onto the field to play fullback, which means that I was probably going to carry the football. As I was running onto the field my heart started to beat a little faster. I had a bad feeling about getting the ball. I thought that I was going to get hurt because on the play prior the fullback ahead of me injured his knee on a run. Everything went well for the first few plays, but on the fifth play the coach called a fullback run. My heart was racing, at the snap of the ball I ran ahead for about an eight yard gain, but on the way down I felt a horrible pain in my right foot. I ended up going to the hospital a half an hour later, the doctor said that I had multiple fractures (6 to be exact), possibly some torn ligaments, and a dislocation of a few bones. I really did a number on myself. The doctor claimed to me that I would be out for at least 6 weeks, which is over halfway through the regular season. The doctor also highly recommended that I go see a sports injury specialist, or a foot specialist.…

    • 552 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
    Read More
  • Satisfactory Essays

    Personal Narrative: My Personal Experience With Medical Care
    • 170 Words
    • 1 Page

    Personal Narrative: My Personal Experience With Medical Care

    While medical care was available growing up, there were financial or situational periods where it was not necessarily accessible. I am from a single parent family. My mother moved in with my grandparents after her divorce and works two full time jobs to help provide for my brother, grandparents, and I. Since my father went to jail and my grandfather passed, we have had to make many adjustments financially. This was the case due to my father not providing payments for child support for the time he was incarcerated nor occasional months prior. There has also been a complication with my mother and I having our identity stolen, which has created additional problems when applying for governmental aid throughout my undergraduate years. I worked…

    • 170 Words
    • 1 Page
    Satisfactory Essays
    Read More
  • Satisfactory Essays

    Personal Narrative: Traumatic Brain Injury
    • 202 Words
    • 1 Page

    Personal Narrative: Traumatic Brain Injury

    Right after the start of my junior year, I found out that a former teammate of mine had been in a car accident and suffered a traumatic brain injury.…

    • 202 Words
    • 1 Page
    Satisfactory Essays
    Read More
  • Powerful Essays

    Personal Narrative-Traumatic Experiences
    • 1440 Words
    • 6 Pages

    Personal Narrative-Traumatic Experiences

    Walking out of class with her new friend Allison, the only one at this school that seemed to really understand her, she said ‘What does she mean I have to live life? My boyfriend was lacrosse captain! I was prom queen! When I was sixteen I got attacked by a dog at the winter formal and had to stay in hospital for a week! Not many people can say that!’…

    • 1440 Words
    • 6 Pages
    Powerful Essays
    Read More
  • Good Essays

    Personal Narrative: Aggravated Abuse
    • 452 Words
    • 2 Pages

    Personal Narrative: Aggravated Abuse

    In 1983, I was hanging out with some friends one night in the parking lot of a private owner’s convenience store. I went in the store to make a purchase and I felt that he cheated me. So, we had a couple of words and then my friends came in the store at that time we decided to take the money back from the store owner. At the time, it was happening the police arrived and we ran. The next day I was arrested for robbery. I later went to court and plead guilty because I was wrong and should have known better.…

    • 452 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Good Essays
    Read More

Related Topics