Personal Narrative Essay

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  • 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 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: 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: Mother's Reign Of Terror

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    Mother was already running her old games with humans to lure them in and then give them over to her. After she killed El I didn’t trust her with anything and I knew if I risked my heart to another human at least she would try and destroy the relationship before anything could happen. Mother was always selfish and wanted her ‘children’ all to herself but we were more her robots that followed orders under her reign of terror. In the early eighteenth century the youngest of the Vordenburg family left

  • Personal Narrative Essay: America's Worst Mistake

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    If I were to tell you that my nephew had been born earlier this week, how would you respond? Most likely, you would congratulate me and ask me for details about the new arrival. From the outside, it seems like something exciting to celebrate. However, if I were to elaborate and tell you that my nephew had died a few hours after birth, your response would change entirely. Excitement would shift abruptly into mourning and empathy. From one point of view, situations can appear cheerful; but from another

  • Personal Narrative Essay: The First Football Game

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    I choose to attend the first football game that occurred in the beginning of the year. I decided to attend it because I’ve never been to one. My high school had a lot of football games but I never went to them because I didn’t have a lot of friends in high school. The friends I had didn’t wanted to go with me so I never got to experience a football game until now. My high school was a big hockey school so I got the chance to go them in high school. The hockey games were a lot of fun. Everyone in

  • Descriptive Essay On The Blame Game-Personal Narrative

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    “Ready,” as I look to the left of me. “Set,” I look to the right of me, but i stopped in amazement. As I looked to right of me i see the most beautiful girl sitting in the bleachers, as I stare at the angle I hear yelling. “Chad, say HUT!” and I snapped back into reality. “Set, Hut!” I yelled. We had to make the touchdown, we must win. This was the last game of the season and if we win this game, we are undefeated. I see my best friend David in the in-zone wide open

  • 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: 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