Personal Narrative Essay

The six students met near the part of town where Howleen’s incident occurred. “Are you sure we wanna be out here?” Jackson asked nervously. “This is a really bad part of town.”

The sirens were blaring and the cars were coming into focus. Liz picked up Baily and ran around the corner of the school. Her parents yelling and chasing after her. the cars started to park, and people were making their way toward them. She ducked into the bushes on the side of the school.

Peering down at a grudge match from Thomsen Hill he waits for a sign of goodbye. Once called back to the dorms by a biology teacher, he begins to make his

Sitting behind me was Dylan Schatz, who at the time, I thought was a seventh grader named Drew. Despite his arguments against being a seventh grader, we compared heights (even though height has nothing with what grade you are in.) When he was taller than me, which wasn’t exactly hard to beat, I believed that he was actually a sophomore. We got to talking and it turns out he was actually kind of cool. He didn’t end up going to the icebreaker dance because his parents didn’t want to get out to pick him up that late, so he direct messaged me (DM, which his funny because DM is his first two initials) and we talked for about two weeks on instagram.

The second day was a lot better for Kyle he was attentive and communicated more with his new teachers. It was the class of the day and Kyle was distracted yet again. Kyle was nervous he did not know who would send this note he was nervous and he was confused. His final class was over and he met Macy outside of the gym doors. “Macy I'm going to the courtyard,” he said.

As Jackson awoke, he mentally prepared himself for his daily routine of running from tormentors and hiding in alleyways. He grasped his knapsack and cautiously opened the door as if he expected the tormentors to wait for him. He walked to school like a gazelle hunted via lions; constantly checking his surroundings. He thought he had made it to school safely, all of a sudden three soccer players snatched him and dragged him into the alley near the school. One of the players held him as another spoke in a condescending tone.

Roy looked at Danielle’s schedule and noticed they had the exact same schedule, with the exception of one class. “Oh wow, looks like we’ll be going to the same classes all day, besides 7th period. But I’ll still show you to your welding class.” “Oh how great. I get the honor of having the most popular guy in the school show me around today, and I get to see him in all my classes everyday, too.”

“Riiiiing.” As soon as the bell rang, everyone was out of class. I took my time walking to the front gates of Lincoln High School. When I arrived there, I saw my friends already waiting for me. “Hey, Brandon and I wanted to go to his place and watch a movie.

he was a regular, cute guy... drove a B.M.W.. typical what’s up with gays and predacious cars??? I mean Ill take a truck with a push bar... or SUV like yours (more economical) I mean Honda’s are fun... but isn’t that what tiffany drove?? (you obviously have friends at green’s Toyota…too). Anyway, he’s weird… I end up at his house

Everybody knows that there are four seasons, and everyone has their favorite one out of all of them. Mine is when the woods turns into a coloring book of orange and red, when I put a nice warm batch of hot co-co on the stove, and were all of my family comes together every year. My favorite season is fall. My favorite hobby is hunting.

Epilogue “Goodbye Kevin! I’m never ever going to see you again!” I said. It was the last day of the school. I felt totally free, yet very sad.

Instead of hating bugs or spiders, I hated the outside as a child. Preferring to stay indoors, I spent my hours reading and drawing, dreading the moments my parents dragged me to a field to force sports down my throat. Basketball, soccer, volleyball; I tried all and loathed indiscriminately. Unfortunately, my father loved the outdoors, saving money for exotic vacations such as driving to the tip of Mexico instead of buying the latest iphone. Forced to go along with the rest of the family, I despised every minute of it.

He’s the quarterback for the Tennessee Pythons, and his team kicks serious ass, or so I’ve heard. I haven’t seen him since senior year in high school. It’s been like five years. Not that he would remember me. I was shy and awkward back then.

As time passed, I seemed caught in a rigid routine. When I woke, my crazies made it hard to shower. During the day, I worked as an accountant for two small businesses in town. After work I came home, got high, and sat alone in my house. At night I watched Johnny Carson, and on the weekends, I visited my Aunt Claudia.

I didn’t realize at the time, how intimidating it must have been to come into a close-knit group as an outsider. He was trying to not come across as shy, and I was unfairly judging the new kid. Fast forward 6 days. We were in Lexington, KY, and I was warming up to Matt. We’d had a few opportunities to chat and he was quite intriguing to me.