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• My Fear-Narrative Essay

  ...The Fear I Will Overcome I have this fear. It causes my knees to shake. I break out in a cold sweat. My heart starts to beat at 100 miles per hour and I get light headed. I am crying inside but try to act strong around people who think that I am the toughest one there. The thoughts of certain death run through my mind as I imagine my own funeral. My stomach feels strange. My palms are clammy. I am terrified of heights. Of course, it is not really a fear of being in a high place. It is the view of a long way to fall, rocks far below me and not having anything around me to hold on to. The scary heights of rides is one example of my fear concidering the first time i went on one of the fastest and tallest roller coasters. It was a hot summer day in 2010. My sisters, my parents and I were on our way to Canada's Wonderland. my youngest sister loves to talk about everything especially when it comes to something she is very excited about. The "are we there yet?" and "hurry up i am bored sitting back here" get really annoying after a while. the one subject she would not stop talking about, was how much she wanted to go on the roller coasters. I felt my stomach start to ache as she said the "r" word." My friend Cassidy said she liked the big roller coaster there" she mentioned so excitedly. I was definitely not...

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• My motivation narrative essay

  ...Jazmyne Turner Lydia Gwyn English 111 N4 February 12th, 2015 Dr. Crumpler motivated to change my career goal into becoming a biomedical technologist Dr. Crumpler motivated me to change my career goal into becoming a biomedical technologist. It all started when was reading an article online for a black history story for a program at my church on someone famous from the past. So I decided to do some research about Dr. Rebecca Crumpler. I found an article about Dr. Crumpler. Although I could had have chosen other people but I chose Dr. Crumpler. However, she was an amazing woman that loved to help people. She changed the way I think about doctors. This strong and amazing woman was born as a free slave. She was taken and raised by her aunt who cared for infirm patients and neighbors. I reflected this on my past. I was raised by my grandparents till the age of two. Dr. Crumpler moved to Charlestown, Massachusetts where she became a nurse. I have had a chance to meet new people at a camp that I went to while I was in Durham a whole summer. The clinical staff at duke, that had become friends’ with submitted letters recommending that I should be admitted to the camp. When reading the story I found some great facts about Dr. Crumpler. Like she was the first African American to go to New England Female Medical College and graduate from the college. Also that she graduated in 1864. After graduating from the...

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• My Narrative Essay

  ...Brookey Rickman Eliza Klinger Extended Writing 6 September 1014 My Waddling Experience Have you ever heard of waddling? Most likely not, because it’s a made-up expression that combines walking and paddling together.Though walking was not really what was going on, it was hiking, and at its finest. Some would call it bush wacking, meaning there was not a paved trail to follow. Now why would someone venture to an unpaved, unsafe destination? My answer was for the challenge. Others might have different answers, but I liked mine. The trip started with the girls group being dropped off at toxaway gorge and hiking through it to get to lake Jocassee. At the same time we were hiking, the boys group was dropped off at Lake Jocassee and then paddled in canoes to reach the Foothills campground. Once we were able to meet at the campground, we switched and the boys hiked up the gorge and then we paddled back through the lake. Camp Kahdalea has been my home for five weeks of my summer for the past eight years. This particular waddling trip included eight girl campers (ages 15-17), two counselors, and Mr. Dave Trufant. Mr. Dave is the owner of the outdoorsy summer sleepaway camps Kahdalea & Chosatonga, a very busy man. He doesn't normally go on any trips with the campers, because thats why they have counselors, but this trip was special. It was intense. The trip entailed four days and three nights. Each person carried a...

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• My Narrative Essay Final Draft

  ...1101 Feb. 5th, 2015 Social Beauty “You’re so beautiful.” My best friend, Nicole, just told me after telling her everything. “I just wish you could see it though, but I will be here with you the whole way. I will help you find the help that you need.” “Nicole, you just don’t get it. Once those thoughts get into your head it’s very hard to push them out and ignore them. And that’s why I came to you because I can’t do this on my own and I needed to tell someone because I know I can trust you.” I replied. I had just spilled this long story of how I couldn’t keep living life with my eating disorder and if I didn’t get help, this disease would probably end up killing me. I just had to tell someone because I knew that I just couldn’t keep living like this and it was destroying my relationships with the ones I love the most. Everyone who loved me had started to begin to worry about me and how my life had changed since my eating disorder had started taking control of my life, but they just didn’t know how to approach it. I was with this guy who had eventually in our relationship starting putting me down and calling me names such as ugly and fat and that I needed to lose weight, that no one loves me, that no one will ever want me and that I’m just a Spataro 2 worthless person and that’s when the eating disorder started. The relationship just kept getting worse and that’s when the...

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• My Favorite Place Narrative Essay

  ...107 Judy Street Summerville, South Carolina 29483 To Whom This May Concern: Please consider me as a candidate for your current open position. I have completed some college courses at Trident Technical College, in Charleston South Carolina, to prepare me for an office work environment; I am obtaining my Associate of Art Degree in Medical Office Specialist. I have some existential number of years contributed to customer service and I am available immediately! I have an awesome personality and I am a very reliable individual; also, I have the ability to catch on to new, exciting tasks easily. I have great work ethics and I believe that I would be a great asset to your company because of my willingness to succeed! I feel that this particular position would be great for me because I am looking to start my career. I believe that I would be a great selection as a candidate for your company because not only do I have the experience in providing excellent customer service, but I am a very detailed oriented person. This means that I am less likely to make mistakes and ultimately it will save the company money in the end because there will be less mistakes to go back and fix. My past salary looked like between $20,000 and $22,000 annually. At the moment I am currently unemployed; with that being said, I am available anytime to speak with you about an opportunity in becoming a party of your family. Thank you very...

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• Narrative Essay

  ...Upon finishing my first cup of coffee, my son pulls in the driveway and enters the house with the words, "MOM I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING." With heart wrenching thoughts, I sat back in my chair to prepare myself. Never once thinking of the rumors, which had orders coming to activate and deploy the 39TH Infantry Brigade, of the Arkansas National guard, for a 2ND tour of duty in Iraq. I guess I had just blocked this out especially since; My American Soldier's enlisted time would be up October 1, 2008. As he took a deep breath, I could not believe my ears. He said, "We've received Title 10 orders (Federal Activation & Deployment) as of October 1, 2008, and before you say anything I've re-enlisted for another 6-year term." Upon these words, I totally fell apart and I mean literally. The tears flowed with no end in site, being able to breathe was questionable, with intake right before passing out. Screaming I exclaimed, "I CAN'T GO THROUGH THIS AGAIN!" I was out in left field, thinking before speaking was no in question. Looking back now, realizing complete selfishness, one should feel ashamed. Why should I be ashamed? He has already done his duty. Deciding to take control and put an end to the nervous breakdown at hand, Bo says, "GET A GRIP. Been there and done that. Besides, I cannot ask my boys to do something I would not do myself. I could never let these boys deploy without me, I have been...

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• My Narrative Essay

  ...It was a sunny day, and everyone was getting ready to go to work. It was one of those days when everybody felt like going home already and being with their families; however, they didn’t know that what would happen a few hours later would change their lives completely, particularly Mark’s life. Helping other people in difficult situation would be a task that he had to accomplish. The alarm on Mark’s clock rang, and immediately he woke up. Putting his clothes on, he was ready to eat the usual breakfast his wife cooked daily. Driving up to work, he had a gut feeling that something irregular would happen. On his way, he saw several advertisements about the end of the world, so he thought, “Those people are crazy”. He finally arrived to the building, took the elevator and got to his office, which was located on 60th floor, but suddenly he realized that the gut feeling he had before, was going to happen. Moreover, there was one thing he couldn’t stop thinking about, and it was the advertisement he saw on the streets. So, he said to him, “Only God knows when the end of the world would be”. While he was drinking coffee and reading the newspaper, time passed by and it was already midday when unexpected issue happened. A hijacked plane crashed into the building Mark worked, causing a chaos. Immediately, Mark realized that his gut feeling was surprisingly true. When the plane crashed into the building, it plunged right away. The employees were trying to save their lives;...

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• Narrative Essay

  ...Tom’s Lament. Old Tom limped down the street in the warm rain. He was heading for the bar on the corner of Henderson Boulevard where he regularly went for an ice cold brew on hot summer afternoons. Come to think of it, he didn’t so much drink his beer, as sit in the corner nursing the same glass for hours at a time watching those perfectly round chilled droplets hit the mahogany countertop. A young sporting type, who looked remarkably similar to his youngest boy, approached him and offered him a drink but Tom just shook his fist and discretely muttered a few curses under his breath. He spoke to no-one, and after a while rose slowly from his chair and hobbled slowly towards the door. The rain had not stopped, and rivers of water were coursing down the road. On the way home his neighbour stopped his truck and offered the old man a ride home but Tom shook his head and shouted out some obscenity. He could not tolerate any hint of pity. The only thing he had left after a lifetime slaving day after day at the docks was his pride. He would never accept anything from anyone, and he could manage on his own now, as he always had always managed before. As he continued his March towards his apartment as his back ached heavily and his old injured leg was so stiff that he had to frequently stop and attempt to rub some life back into it. Nurse Williams came out of the old folks’ day centre as he passed the gate and invited him in, with promises of sweet cherry pie, a warm drink...

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