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Example Of Personal Narrative Essay Sample
"Would you rather surf in Punta Cana or hike the Appalachian Trail?", the anesthesiologist asked. To
humor him, I replied "Hmm, I would probab–". Following an 8 hour anesthesia–induced slumber, I
awoke to blinding lights and inaudible conversation from surgeons. Akin to the seasonal migration
of birds, high school students use their Spring Break to tour prospective colleges. Due to an
appointment with Johns Hopkins Department of Plastic Surgery, I was unable to join the flock.
Meticulous surgeons were tasked with removing soft tissue from my right thigh, and placing it into
my left cheek to add symmetry. I was born with Goldenhar syndrome, a congenital defect that is
characterized by asymmetry of the face. The surgery that occurred during Spring Break of my junior
year was not the first of it's kind, but one of the last. Furthermore, Goldenhar was a rather sneaky
diagnosis, being that it flew right under the radar of every prenatal ultrasound.
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Soon, my mirror checks became enjoyable. It occurred to me that I had missed 2 weeks of school
and was extremely behind. Every time I sought marginal productivity, I became fatigued and made
my way towards a couch. All of a sudden, a fuse went off in my head and I buckled down and got to
work. In the span of 2 days, I wrote a 2,000 word essay for AP Seminar, finished a debate project,
and performed 56 mirror checks. Before I knew it, Sunday evening had come, which meant 12 hours
until my return to school. An elongated gauze pad was still required to cover the wound under my
chin. I was self conscious for the first time of my life. That night I went to bed praying that the
swelling would be gone by sunrise. When Monday morning came, I instinctively checked a nearby
mirror and noticed a slight improvement, but "bloated" was still the accurate adjective. Insisting to
drive, my mother and I made our way to South River High School
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Example Of A Narrative Essay College
A narrative essay is a story that is true and has meaning, whether it be to prove a point, send a
message, explain an event that's happened, or entertain the reader. Most narrative essays are written
to convey a story from a past time that sends a message to not only the reader, but the writer
themselves. When planning a narrative essay, the first step is to identify the topic in which the writer
wants to explain. There are multiple ways in which the you can come up with a topic, it all depends
on the style you're most comfortable with. The next step is to write down all the main events that
supports the topic you have chosen. What main events led up to the story you're trying to approach?
What key events made what your topic is all about?
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This event made a big impact on my life as it showed me the value of work ethic by showing me
that hard work pays off. It also taught me to never give up and follow your heart. And lastly, it
taught me the importance of a team to help me through the tough practices and mental battles. When
choosing my topic, I wrote down 3 main events that were important in my life that impacted me and
shaped myself into the person I am today. The 3 I chose were: breaking the 3200–meter record for
my school, breaking the 4x800 record with my team, and lastly, moving from Poinciana to
Kissimmee and leaving all my friends to take on a new chapter in my life. The topic I chose to write
is one I feel very passionate about and the single memory I can recall the most. Although breaking
the 4x800 record with my team was a memorable moment and the first record I'd ever broken at my
school, nothing compared to the feeling I got when I broke an individual record that was held by my
own coach. I had a sense of relief and happiness, not just for myself, but my coach as well. It felt as
if I didn't just break the record for the sake of me personally, but for him too. May have taken 21
years to be broken, but I'd say it sure was worth
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Example Of Personal Narrative
I was only three years old when my parents decided to move. I have a younger brother who was
only five months old before the big move; my older sister was seven. We lived in a quiet residential
area of Peru where it never snowed or got colder than 70°. To my parents, America represented new
dreams and endless possibilities for their children. My mom was especially keen on having us learn
English. I don't recall much of my childhood in Peru, just flashes of faces here and there but I really
grew up in America. This country became my home. (A couple years later we welcomed a small
shih tzu who we now call Caramel.) I define my life in two ways; before I played the violin and
after I decided I would make it my career. I was a very stubborn child,
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Example Of Narrative Paper
On 2/29/16 at 1130 hours I Jessika Musquiz was dispatched to 148 Suzie St regarding a petty theft. I
arrived at 1150 hours and met with victim, Maria Garcia who told me the following. At 1120 hours
Garcia arrived at her friend's house and parked her car in the parking lot. She went into her friend's
house for 5–10 minutes. She returned to her vehicle and noticed her iPod was missing. She called
the police. Garcia described the missing property as mini black iPod with white headphones
attached. Valued at 60 dollars. I examined the vehicle and noticed no broken windows or no damage
done to the locks. Garcia realized she may have left the doors to the vehicle unlocked. No further
action taken.
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Literacy Narrative Essay example
At this point in my life I find myself in an interesting predicament regarding my attitudes toward
reading and writing; more so towards reading. Years ago I used to love reading books for pleasure
but nowadays I find myself reading things that little to no effort to digest. This includes the very
basic posts on facebook expressing one's opinion on something or articles and threads on reddit
discussing topics I find intriguing. Perhaps it's the severe senioritis that has overcome me as I enter
my last semester at Chapman University. As I've gotten lazier I can see it start to reflect in my
everyday life. Deep down I still love to read but I rarely find myself getting truly invested into the
action unless it relates to something I am very
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You can feed the mind as much as you want and it will never get full of reading. Sadly, I'm not the
same person that I was. I guess you could say it's part of growing up. It never really was intentional
but it's just the way how it ended up. On the other hand my attitudes toward writing are very
different. First let me say that deep down I truly do not like to write. I myself don't personally like to
write for leisure or pleasure but rather I write because I believe it is one of the most important
aspects of being able to communicate with those around you, both personally and professionally. To
put differently, my attitude towards writing is that I write because I need to write and survive in the
world around me. I write because I have to, not because I want to. Hopefully this somewhat makes
sense. To better explain let me make a comparison. When I am assigned a writing assignment or I
am writing because the action is being forced upon me I find myself not enjoying the process and
overall the end result is subpar. The perfect example of this would be my junior year in high school
when I was enrolled in AP english literature. I dreaded the majority of the class simply because there
was so much writing involved in the entire course and therefore I was constantly writing just to get a
grade. Being forced to write in such high volume every week for an entire school year was not
enjoyable for myself and as a result the
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Narrative: a Memorable Event. Essay
Narrative: A memorable event.
I woke to my body jittering with anxiety. It was 7 o'clock on a Saturday morning, and it was the day
that I had been awaiting for. I was almost ready when my Dad shouted '' Ya betta get ya'self moving
Kertesha, we're gonna be late!''.
I paused, and took one last look at myself in the mirror. My hair was scraped back, my polo necked
fleece was suffocating and itchy, my black ribbed jodhpurs were tight around my midriff, but there
was one thing missing. It was one thing which all the girls on the internet, in the movies, and in all
the equestrian magazines had – A gilet. Mine was a pink Abercrombie & Fitch one, with ribbed
salmon trims around the waistband and collar; it was not a real equestrian gilet,
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Although the smell of the manure was strong, over time I began to appreciate it, and so it became
more of an aroma, than an odour. But this is something my Dad never seemed to get used, to let
alone appreciate. The entire stable had a rather odd smell; it was a mixture of hay, cut grass, dust,
manure, and oddly, a hint of leather. This was a smell which I soon became very fond of.
There were six of us in the group, we were all new to Dulwhich Riding School and filled with
enthusiasm. After being handed our riding hats, we were alphabetically permitted to choose a horse
,
and as always, I was last in the alphabet. I was left with a choice of two, one was a blue roan filly.
She was a young slate coloured horse who reminded me of Eeyore (from Winnie the Pooh), and was
also a lot smaller than the other horses. Then I saw the attractive sorrel coloured gelding, he stood
glaring at me with his head poking out of the barn gate. His mane was dark and silky, and he had a
striking white birthmark on the bridge of his nose. I had an instant connection with him, and
proclaimed his name as Cashmere.
As I lead Cashmere towards the indoor riding arena, my heart raced. The inconsistent sound hoofs
trotting along the cobbled ground were intensifying. As I stroked Cashmere's muzzle and gave him a
mint polo (he's favourites), I began to mentally prepared myself to mount, and ride him.
Cashmere was
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Example Of Personal Narrative Essay For College
Many parents and peers would say it is a gift that he has–– intense concentration and endurance, but
he likes to call it "strength under control." The truth is, under each attempt to gain control, is a
wavering risk taker who is humbled by each unlikely victory that would always bring him to tears.
That person is me. I like to thinking innovatively and calculate at least seven moves deep into the
most risky and daring variations. At the 2013 National Championships, first table, I was paired
against my close friend and arch–rival Austin Yang, the Taiwan chess champion. Everyone knew
Austin was a machine, he had destroyed his previous opponents and had barely lost any game that
year. To have a winning chance, I had to play the unconventional––the
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Then in third grade I was introduced to chess, and my mind was forever rewired. I remember the
first time I picked up a wooden chess piece, I was fascinated by its infinite combinations and
variations. Every piece worked harmoniously together. In my first national championship in fifth
grade, I distinctly recall that at one critical match there was a suffocating crowd of attention from
parents, and with a few seconds on my clock, I defeated my opponent. The pistons in my mind were
pumping so quickly that I was unconscious of its exact calculation process. To this day, I still do not
know how I won that match. Chess was never an old man's leisure game, to me it was war. My
coach would say that during each match my eyes became keen and piercing, as if I had turned into a
tamed beast maneuvering sculpted pieces around a checkerboard. My friends noticed these same
formidable features each time I entered the chemistry lab, delivered an electrifying debate speech, or
won an intense election
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Personal Narrative : A Short Story Of Rape
Thinking back I had no idea what time it was, three, maybe four in the morning. My black pajama
shorts and purple Pensacola Florida tourist shirt were scattered across his white tiled bedroom floor.
I closed my eyes as tight as I could trying to place myself somewhere else, anywhere else. While he
was on top of me I kept telling myself "if i don't see it, it didn't happen. If I don't see it, it didn't
happen." I pushed as hard as I could, but his weight far overpowered mine. I kept thinking about
what I had done wrong and what possessed him want to do this to me.
To make a long story short, I had been raped. Typically when the term rape spoken comments follow
such as "she was probably asking for it," and "what was she wearing? Had she had anything to
drink?" During my assault I did not have on provocative clothing or under any influence from drugs
or alcohol, but this happens to be the case for millions of other victims. I had not been raped because
of my clothing, behavior, or actions. I had been raped and sodomized because a vile man picked me
to fulfill his fantasies. The person who did this to me is broken and at fault, not me, and altering my
life in any way, wouldn't have prevented this from happening. If it didn't happen to me it would've
happen to someone else. Women bear no responsibility for their sexual assaults, no matter their
outfit choices, alcohol intake, or decision to walk alone at night to their car at night. Uniquely, In
1999, the Italian supreme
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Narrative Essay Examples
Narrative Essay I step my foot into public school for the first time ever my freshman year, not
knowing a single person other than my brother. Prior to my freshman year, I was homeschooled. The
school feels really big at the time and it's very overwhelming. As I walk around I see people
hugging, reuniting, and saying, "oh my gosh I have missed you!" All I am worrying about is what
people are thinking of me like, does she have any friends, or she looks like a loner. I am getting
nervous and more nervous every second that passes. I decide I need to go straight to my classroom,
but I have no idea where to go. I finally make my way to my classroom, then I sit down, and the bell
rings. "The day is just beginning," I think to myself.
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I am halfway through the day. After this long day it's still not over yet, I am just half way through
the day going into 5th period. As I walked in I see a girl I already met and I wanted to run and give
her a hug, I was so excited to see someone I already knew. I didn't have to worry where I was going
to sit that period, or who I was going to talk to. I probably looked like the happiest person in the
world with a big smile on my face. As I am smiling as I say, "hello, Claire right?" She says, "Yes!"
We sit together, exchange social media usernames, and numbers. Later, I go to 6th period, my
science class. When we come in the teacher says to talk with people to sit in alphabetical order. I am
placed next to a kid named Dominic Thomas, and his buddy is sitting on the other side of me. They
were acting like I didn't exist, and getting in my personal space. Later, the teacher says, "The person
sitting at your table will be your lab partner." That's when I found out Dominic Thomas will be my
lab partner for the quarter. I did not know what was coming for me. Finally, 7th period here I come.
Now this class was one crazy class, with some crazy people, but it was all good because I get to
leave after this period. The bell rings and I am out of there. Leaving school I am feeling many
emotions, I am happy to leave, excited to tell my mom about all I experienced that day,
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Personal Narrative: I Found Myself
It was almost 3 years ago that I found myself in a rather strange dilemma. I was bored with blogging
and all the gimmicks that you had to do in order to be good at it. This concept did not work for me. I
wanted something that inspired creativity in me and in others. So I started experimenting with
posting cartoons, pop culture artwork, internet memes, and videos. Not only was I having fun, I was
learning to curate content. Another door that was opened was partnering with artists who were
animators, cartoonists, and illustrators. My friend Tim Engstrom created a custom artwork for the
header and the sidebar. It wasn't long before my clients, friends, and family were reading the blog.
What I learned was that this project was more than inspiration,
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Essay on Sports Narrative
Tyler Douglas Professor Thamm Eng 101–10:00 a.m. Due: Sep. 29, 2008 Essay #1 Narrative A
major role in my life would definitely be sports. It is almost as if I look up to sports because I could
not live without them. Sports pretty much define me as me. I love to play sports as well as watch all
kinds of sports on T.V. and if I could ever go to a game and watch the players play live I would be
thrilled. Basically sports define me because I am ambitious, I finish what I start, I set goals for
myself, and I am a fierce competitor in which I love to win and I hate to lose. The greatest part about
sports to me is living for the moment when the game is on the line and the pressure is on can you
come through and make a play for your
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With the game tied 6–6 that is when I went into my own little zone and was in my moment. The
crowed was electrified and cheering us on. I thought about all the hard work the coaches put us
through doing two a days and keeping us late after a hard practice, spending all of that time and hard
work just for this one little moment when the game was on the line. Back to reality our quarterback
had started the play and it looked like it was going nowhere and we might have to got into overtime.
Then after about 6 crazy seconds he threw the ball to our halfback and he broke a couple tackles and
the somehow stretched across the goal line by about 2 inches and we had taken the lead 8–6 with 52
seconds to go. When the game clock hit 00:00 for the first time in our schools history the football
team had beaten Aberdeen and none of us could believe it. This was a special moment. Now, it was
in this moment when I had realized that sports define me as me because we never gave up, none of
us wanted to lose, we set a goal and completed it, but most important we kept our eye on the prize
and came through in the moment when the game was on the line. Nobody is going to remember how
many games we won or who the best player on the team was that season, but I guarantee what
people will remember is when we had beaten Aberdeen for the first time in school
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Example Of A Personal Narrative Research Paper
I came to the United States at a very tender age, 13 years old, without a family member so I was
residing with my father's friend. After I graduated from high school in 2007, at the age of 17, my
guardian decided to move back to Ghana so I was here all by myself. I wanted to go to college as
that had always been my dream goal. I was therefore admitted to Medgar Evers College
, where I am
currently attending, in fall 2007.
Unfortunately, life events caused setbacks in pursing my education and finishing on the right time.
As a teenager in a foreign land all alone without a family and undocumented, life was unbearable. I
was working so hard to solicit funds to pay for my rent and tuition; I was paying tuition out of
pocket as I did not qualify
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Examples Of Narrative Summary Sample
Narrative Overview and Overall Summary of Service
Service is a critical component of my position as an Extension Agent and as the mission of West
Virginia University. For the past five and a half years, my service initiatives yielded quality benefits
meeting needs of my community, induced positive changes and had a significant impact to my
county, the university, and the youth development profession. I have dedicated time to multiple
groups, organizations, events, activities, and programs within the county to ensure that 4–H is a
recognized youth development program.
Highlights of my service narratives include:
Service to STEM education within the state of West Virginia demonstrates the effectiveness of
service outside of the county. The 4–H Agent, as an integral
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In Kanawha County, teen leaders have completed over 4,000 volunteer hours to Kanawha County
through the Health Ambassador Program, 4–H Discovery Overnight Event, Engineering Day, day
and residential camps, and at fairs and community events. Additionally Teen Leaders in three
counties have also gained citizenship knowledge through experiential education trips.
West Virginia Statewide Afterschool Network is a stronger more viable organization with a new
governance document and afterschools in West Virginia now have for the first time voluntary
afterschool quality Standards. As a member of the committee that completed the governance
document and afterschool standards, my service to this organization has improved afterschool
quality in my county and state.
My role as Co– County Contact for the nationally–acclaimed Energy Express Summer program has
provided two nutritious meals, increased reading skills, and provided books to over 400 children in
Kanawha County during the past six
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How My Family Challenged My Identity
Growing up surrounded by idealized American values and my mother's traditional Chinese–
Vietnamese principles challenged my identity as a first–generation Asian American. I excelled in
school. I pushed myself to join programs such as Paideia, an English course integrated with history
to attain higher levels of critical thinking. Despite being academically independent, my good grades
and interest in English demonstrated how well I understood the language. Cantonese, the language I
used to communicate with my mom, was an entirely different story. Because my mother would work
night shifts and then sleep during the day, we could barely spend any time together, creating a lack
of communication. I eventually lost my fluency in Cantonese. During Christmas,
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Narrative Essay About Having A Dream
Everyone has a dream. Whether it's small or big...we all have one. We also give up on them. We get
stuck in the idea that our ideas are too far–fetched either because of other people's comments or
because of our own self–doubt. We allow ourselves to forget about them and move on to things we
believe are better for us. To things that although don't make us happy, are what society tells us is the
right way to live. It's hard to have a dream and keep it. The world we live in today is so cruel that a
lot of times we don't even bother to dream anymore. We've gotten to the point where dreaming is
just that. A dream.
Yet, for my mom, that wasn't the case.
My mother was born on March 24, 1973, in a small village in Guatemala. She grew up there
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She sat me down and said well why not do both. I remember when she said that I was so happy. We
began to think of how I could do both and came up with the idea of a singing lawyer. It was
probably the worst idea we've ever had. I don't even think it would have worked out well either, but
it was the fact that I could have done it and my mom would be completely okay with it and made it
seem perfectly normal that helped me to never quit on my dreams.
Her experience growing up wasn't at all how she made mine. Her mother and step father never
encouraged or supported her. Growing up my mother struggled a lot. She had to grow up a lot faster
than most kids and had to deal with the real world way before she should have had to. She was
never pushed to do better or told that her dreams could come true.
Since she was little she was always having to take care of her three sisters. She wasn't allowed to go
out a lot so she was always home studying or in her room. She was so restricted in her own home
that even now I can't imagine how terrible that must have felt. To constantly have to worry not only
about yourself but for other people when you haven't even reached puberty.
Her stepfather was the worst of all. He would always put her down and would try to make her feel
like nothing. She didn't even have protection from her own mother, because her mom would never
say anything about it. She just let it happen.
My mom
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Example Of Narrative Essay Sample
I am extremely interested in the behavior specialist position proposed at Fontana Unified School
District. I have substantial background knowledge pertaining to the field of special education, more
specifically the mild, moderate, and severe student populations. I am currently carrying out my
eleventh year of employment at San Bernardino City Unified School District, as a moderate to
severe education specialist. My experience as a special education teacher has generated
opportunities for professional growth and development, as I am able to effectively educate and
manage youth with moderate to severe disabilities. I have acquired over a decade of significant
knowledge regarding behavior interventions, special education law, and effective
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I work in a synergistic manner, thus I am able to effectively communicate with all members of the
school community, while ensuring professionalism is of upmost priority. In addition, I am a doctoral
candidate, working on obtaining a doctorate degree in Educational Leadership from California State
University, San Bernardino. My desire to obtain a doctorate degree stemmed from my passion to
best serve students with disabilities, for I aspire to create policies and procedures that will leave a
positive impression on the essential stakeholders. I am an esteemed resource to any educational
organization, as I demonstrate expertise in the following areas: special education policies and law,
positive behavioral interventions and supports (PBiS), applied behavior analysis (ABA), composing
and conducting professional developments, restorative justice practices, curriculum design, research
and data analysis, program evaluation, executing collaborative Individualized Education Programs,
and Behavior Intervention Plans. In conclusion, I support the notion of proactive interventions and
provisions, as they create effective pathways to a higher quality of life for students with disabilities,
therefore supporting each student, their families, the surrounding community, and district needs are
my
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Examples Of Historical Narrative
HISTORICAL NARRATIVE
The year was 1787 Elizabeth was going to her job at the clog maker on the way Elizabeth started
talking to the people on the street to the way of her job. She arrived at her job where she stole the
clogs and put them in her bag and acted normal during her job she worked for 5 hours then headed
home and she slept and the next morning she woke up and she had the police at her door and said "
You're coming to court Elizabeth" She left her home and went to court and she was accused of
stealing clogs Elizabeth said to herself please don't take me away from my family she came home
and said this might be the last time i see you guys the family and Elizabeth all cried and Elizabeth
left to court she prayed but luck wasn't on her
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Example Of Personal Narrative Essay Sample
It was the summer of 2006 when my life took its first unexpected turn: I was seventeen years old
and diagnosed with endometriosis. After I came out of what I thought would be an exploratory
laparoscopy, doctors explained how they had to perform a left–oophorectomy secondary to a large
endometrioma. I was devastated. However, what was most shocking to me was the fact that it was
done without my consent or any prior explanation of the surgery's possible outcomes.
Eventually, I recuperated well and came to terms with my diagnosis but my life was about to
dramatically change. Only 10 months later, during my second year of medical training in Venezuela,
the situation in my country had become too unstable and my parents made the difficult decision to
immigrate. I had not only to leave my home, family and close friends, but also restart my medical
training in the United States. My devotion for medicine and providing care to the underserved gave
me the strength to continue my pursuit in becoming a doctor.
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I was ecstatic but still unsure as to what specialty I wished to pursue. It wasn't until I rotated through
Obstetrics and Gynecology that I found my new passion in life. As I learned about the wonders of
pregnancy and birth, my interest and enthusiasm grew strong. I had the privilege to deliver beautiful
babies into this world, and felt thankful to care for and accompany their mothers during this process.
I also scrubbed into multiple C–sections and major gynecological procedures that put my surgical
skills into practice for the first time, allowing me to realize my desire to become a surgeon. In clinic,
I was enamored by the ability to offer women of all ages, not only effective treatment but also
preventive
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How To Write A Sample Of Personal Narrative
Hi, my name is Larika McElroy. I am currently attending North Colchester High School as a grade
12 student. I have successfully completed the French Immersion program, and am fluent in both
English and French. I was part of leadership teams and have participated in many leadership
courses. I am currently a volunteer for the initiative section of volunteering with the Syrian
Refugees. I am punctual, organized, friendly, and a hard and efficient worker.
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Example Of Narrative Essay Scary Story
On a cold fall evening in the town of Dankfurt, Alaska with a small population of 73. There was a
boy named Derek. Derek was just an ordinary boy who attended the school of Winterfield which
was 10 miles away. He did this because his town had no school along with two other friends. Every
morning he and his friends would wake up at five–thirty to walk to school. Because of the Alaskan
time zones it was dark during the day and light at night. On their walk they would pass one house
and one house only which was in the heart of the woods. It was a dark brown house with white
curtains. The house was very old and looked to be falling apart. They assumed it was abandoned and
thought nothing of it. But every time Derek walked passed he would get a minor headache not even
recognizing
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Many of the football players would hit or choke them for it. The boys could do nothing they were
scrawny and weak except for Joe he was fat. Joe stood up to the biggest kid this time saying "Buzz
of man." They replied with "In your dreams twinkie." Joe attacked him with "well that is why the
football team sucks!" "screw you man" said the bully and walked away. After their hellish days at
school the boys would head to the drama club. This is where they all fit in and thoroughly enjoyed
attending the meetings. They were at these meetings until six–thirty or sunrise in Alaska at the time.
The boys would stroll home and get back at about ten o'clock. They would do the same thing every
day.
Early one morning Derek's power went out and his alarm clock did not go off. The other boys
waited for him but he did not show up so they assumed he was sick and left without him. A few
hours later he woke up and realized he was late. He threw on his clothes and bolted out the door.
Because of Alaska's time zone it was pitch dark when he started his journey. But he carried on his
journey just like any
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