Personal Narrative: USA Unites
USA Unites
It is late evening of May 1, 2011. I am trying as patiently as I possibly can to relax in my chair. I am sitting in a heavy black-painted room in a comfortable brown chair. The chair is at the head of a long table that occupies most of the room. This room happens to be my favorite room in all of the White House. Well anyways, I am sitting in this room...alone...with nervousness circling throughout my body...along with envy...because the United States Navy Seals are currently in Pakistan capturing and killing Osama Bin Laden. I put my hand up to see just about how nervous I am. My hand appears to be shaking more than a knee bobbing up and down, side to side when they really have to go to the bathroom. I have been stressing out all day over how the operation is going to turn out. Bzzzzz. Bzzzz. Bzzzz. goes my jeans pocket when I had received a phone call. I look down to see who it is from. I see that Vice Admiral William H. McRaven is calling in. Before I hear any words, I am so greatly hoping that this is a positive report and that is it. But that is only what I can …show more content…
I, Barack Obama, have a multitude of duties to achieve in order to assure that the citizens of my nation are secure. Part of my job as president of the United States includes protecting my country from the Middle-Eastern group, Al-Qaida, and their malicious leader Osama bin Laden. Many times have they attempted to terrorize our nation leading to thousands of dead innocent American victims. I’ve sent many of our soldiers to the Middle East to help protect our country. The people of my country are dependent on me to feel safe in their own homes. Lately, my mind has been distracted from my family, the predominant cause being the Al-Qaida terrorists. Until I locate this cruel leader, my only priority as the president will be to capture and kill Osama Bin
It is late evening of May 1, 2011. I am trying as patiently as I possibly can to relax in my chair. I am sitting in a heavy black-painted room in a comfortable brown chair. The chair is at the head of a long table that occupies most of the room. This room happens to be my favorite room in all of the White House. Well anyways, I am sitting in this room...alone...with nervousness circling throughout my body...along with envy...because the United States Navy Seals are currently in Pakistan capturing and killing Osama Bin Laden. I put my hand up to see just about how nervous I am. My hand appears to be shaking more than a knee bobbing up and down, side to side when they really have to go to the bathroom. I have been stressing out all day over how the operation is going to turn out. Bzzzzz. Bzzzz. Bzzzz. goes my jeans pocket when I had received a phone call. I look down to see who it is from. I see that Vice Admiral William H. McRaven is calling in. Before I hear any words, I am so greatly hoping that this is a positive report and that is it. But that is only what I can …show more content…
I, Barack Obama, have a multitude of duties to achieve in order to assure that the citizens of my nation are secure. Part of my job as president of the United States includes protecting my country from the Middle-Eastern group, Al-Qaida, and their malicious leader Osama bin Laden. Many times have they attempted to terrorize our nation leading to thousands of dead innocent American victims. I’ve sent many of our soldiers to the Middle East to help protect our country. The people of my country are dependent on me to feel safe in their own homes. Lately, my mind has been distracted from my family, the predominant cause being the Al-Qaida terrorists. Until I locate this cruel leader, my only priority as the president will be to capture and kill Osama Bin