Personal Narrative-Fictional Writing
I sat at my desk staring at the blinking line in Microsoft word. Still a blank page…I had been sitting here for three hours and I hadn’t been able to type a word. A sigh escaped my lips as I looked around my boring room leaning back in my navy blue computer chair. My neon green digital alarm clock told me it was 9:11 PM and I had school tomorrow. I sat forward resting my head on one of my arms and staring at the screen. I could normally just start typing but this time I happened to have a serious case of writer’s block and it was going to kill me and my grade if I didn’t get this paper done.
“How can writing a paper about one of the most interesting men ever be so difficult?” I whined pathetically. I have all the information,