Personal Narrative Essay

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  • Personal Narrative Essay: My Mother's Story

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    I had taken my mother out to lunch at my favorite Chinese restaurant in hopes of putting her in a good mood, but it was a disaster. When we met at the Four Directions Restaurant, she eyed me with immediate disapproval. "Ai-ya! What's the matter with your hair?" she said in Chinese. "What do you mean, 'What's the matter,' " I said. "I had it cut." Mr. Rory had styled my hair differently this time, an asymmetrical blunt-line fringe that was shorter on the left side. It was fashionable, yet not radically

  • Personal Narrative Essay: My Father's Home

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    One of the first things that I do once my father gets home is to just go to my room and wish I wasn't there. Every day there's always a fight about something currently it's about him not wanting me to work on the weekdays because of school. What he doesn't know is that it's been like that for months now because of it. My parents argue about wants and need, and blame. Blaming each other for ones injorances, or not doing what is asked. When the arguing starts i go to my room out on my headphones and

  • Personal Narrative Essay: My Life In Love

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    For seven months of my life, I thought I was in love. He was perfect in my mind; we could spend days together without getting bored of one another. Eventually, things turned sour as he became toxic and began to show sociopathic behaviors. He started to cancel plans with me, just to get high with his friends. He started to ignore me for hours with no regard to my fears of abandonment. A few days after Thanksgiving, I had a mental breakdown. He told me that he doesn’t want to be in a relationship

  • Personal Narrative Essay: The Father Of The Great Grandmothers

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    I gazed at the deep blue ocean, the waves were swirling along the ocean floor. I was bound to depart Salonika in 30 minutes, which would be my fifteenth voyage. Then, this strange boy walked past me, he had rugged clothes, ungroomed hair and had eyes exactly like my late grandmothers; which had brought back many memories. I was born on April 30, 1913, in Macedonia, Greece. I was the only child and my Grandmother was the only one there to help my Mother give birth to me, as my Father was heroically

  • Personal Narrative Essay: The Best Dreams In The World

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    I am walking down the streets of my city with my headphones on, looking at the people walking around me, and listening to the lyrics of my favorite song. I see people rushing for work, children with heavy bags walking their way to school, some with smiles on their faces and some tired of waking up every morning, and then there is me, pretending I am the star of my own movie, music has always had this effect on my head, making me imagine and feel unreal situations, like a stimulation drug that moves

  • Personal Narrative Essay: The Land Of Swan Hill

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    Loneliness, apprehension and dismay were all emotions I felt as we drove through the new and unfamiliar land of Swan Hill, a rural town very unlike the environment I was used to. The town seemed so alien to me, there were no tall buildings towering over me, no fluorescent lights shining brightly and most noticeably, there weren’t any noisy vehicles rushing along the tangled lines of streets. Instead, I was greeted with complete silence. Stretching out on either side of the road were ordinary

  • Personal Narrative Essay: How To Stay Married !

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    How To Stay Married!! Wife Role: As a wife I enjoy playing my role, I don’t take being married for granted. If it had not been for the Lord, on May 3, 2014, a night that will never be forgotten, Wilson racing was at the starting line at US 19 drag way. It was father against son, Larry Sr Verses Larry Jr. this particular night just about the entire family was there. In the blink of the eye, chaos happened, a terrible accident at the end of the track not knowing whether it was my husband or my

  • Personal Narrative Essay: Moving To South America

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    the mirror– they reminded me of red traffic lights. Still looking at my reflection, I repeated her words in my head: “I’ll be back to visit soon, don’t worry. It’s only for a year!” Knowing her dictatorial mother, who was always fulfilling her own personal agenda, I assumed the worst– she was not coming back. Talia, my best friend of 6 years, was moving to South America and she was not coming back. We met on the first day of 5th grade. As the new kid, I didn’t know anyone, so I awkwardly sat in the

  • Personal Narrative Essay On A Road Trip To NASA

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    I heard my mom calling me that breakfast was ready and I heard fast footsteps all around the rooms in the house.I checked my clock and it said 8:25 AM I woke up ran to the kitchen and felt the smell of pepper it was scrambled eggs.I was so hungry I ate it in a snap,I ran upstairs and I had forgotten we were going on a road trip to the NASA we were going on a tour and we were going to see rockets.I forgot to tell you my dad works in the NASA he is a rocket engineer.My mom does not work she mostly

  • Personal Narrative Essay: The Day To Mackinac Island

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    “Hey hey, get up!” My mom screamed at me. “What is it mom, it’s 6:41 in the morning” I moaned as I rolled over. “We are running late, as always” she yelled. That’s when I remembered that today was the day we were going to Mackinac Island. I have been waiting for this day for over two weeks and it was finally here. I sprinted out of my room and ran straight for the bathroom. I flung the shower on and hopped in. “Ahhhhhhh” I screamed the water was so cold. I jumped out and through on a pair of