Where am I‚ what happened ‚ why am I so dizzy‚ why don’t I remember anything that has happened‚ what day is it‚ why am I so hungry‚ and is there any light in here?. I finally started to remember what happened before I got to this random place. There was some loud sound. Coming from a blackish silver weapon‚ kinda small but could kill someone in a matter of seconds. Kids were crying and screaming for their parents‚ and parents were crying and screaming for their children. Then there was the
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I remember this night better than I remember last night. My sister was only ten‚ and I only seven. At the time my mother worked third shift‚ she was driving us to our baby-sitters house. It was dark out‚ I don’t remember exactly what time it was but it was late. I had on my favorite pink nightgown‚ it was wet from running to the car in the downpour. I was on the right side of the backseat looking out at the rain‚ it was raining very hard that night. No one was talking‚ we were all very tired
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Narrative Essay All of us tell stories about things that have happened to us. Have you ever been "almost" hit by another car and then you rushed home to relate this story to your husband or wife? Have you ever had a bizarre experience‚ such as being mistaken for someone else? Or perhaps you were wrongfully accused of shoplifting one time. Did you ever help someone in a time of need or vice-a-versa? You probably told these stories to someone‚ didn’t you? Many events happen in our lives that we brush
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I woke to the aroma of fresh cut grass and crisp morning air. Anxious for my first game‚ I rushed to put my wondrous forest green jersey on; the uniform encompassed my small and delicate body‚ making me feel as if I was drowning in a sea of silk. I was entirely thrilled‚ therefore the rest of the morning remained a blur until it came time to watching the plethora of mini vans; driven by loving soccer moms‚ pile into the parking lot. I snatched my water bottle and oversized soccer ball from the back
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EDWARD CALHOUN COLLEGE WRITINGIII PROFESSOR KLINGBEIL November 5‚ 2010 Essay #5 Second Draft MY FUNNIEST MOMENT IN MY LIFE I would like to tell you about one of the funniest moments in my life. I was around fourteen or fifteen at the time. I had a friend by the name of Antione who was my best friend. We did everything together‚ from going to school dances to weekend parties at other friend houses. None of that compares to what my friend Antione did to me one cloudy morning.
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For the Wrong Reasons I arrived at practice with my shoes laced‚ hair pulled back‚ and the mindset that I was unstoppable. I could play against every member of my team and come out the victor on any given day. It was the first day of practice that week‚ and challenge matches were scheduled to begin. The team went through our daily shuffle of drills‚ conditioning‚ and running to prepare for what was lying ahead. While warming up with my friends‚ I felt great‚ talking about homecoming‚ boys‚ and
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All my life I’ve felt like I was constantly reaching‚ constantly pushing myself to work hard and achieve goals that to me‚ didn’t seem difficult to obtain. I never believed that I couldn’t do it. But for 10 of the 17 years of my life all I was doing was reaching‚ never actually grabbing a hold of whatever it was that I was reaching for. Throughout my childhood‚ I participated in many sports. The first thing I participated in was ballet‚ at the age of 5. At that age‚ I had set the goal for myself
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Their last breathe I take a seat on the cold stone bench of the arena. The rumble of the crowd fades into my head; the thick July air makes it hard to breathe. It is not my fight but my nerves acts as if it is‚ shaking in anticipation and fear. The competitors take their places on opposing ends of the field. I’m too far away to see their faces behind their masks but I can feel the adrenaline flow through my body and know that it doesn’t compare to what they must be feeling; knowing that this could
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When I started writing this I realized that Cheri and I have known each other for 12 years. In those 12 years‚ a couple of memories have somewhat stood out. Our friendship began in primary school. I remember sitting behind Cheri in grade 4 and being completely mesmerized by what I believed was the longest pony-tail I had ever seen‚ and wondering how such a small girl managed to not sit on it. Being the new girl‚ tomboy Cheri took me under her wing and introduced me to playing soccer with the boys
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Grade 8 LA--Heritage Essay #2 Personal narrative writing is writing about a discovery. Write a story about how you discovered something new about yourself‚ a specific family member or your family in general. The point is to make sure that your story has a lesson learned and that it’s something deeper than the following: • I learned that moving is difficult • I learned that playing with matches is a bad idea • I learned that big sisters are annoying • I discovered
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