Personal Narrative: How Ariel Sacator Changed My Life
Looking back to the class of 1941, the year I graduated I now see that I was an immature 18 year old that had no idea what to do in life. I had always thought I knew where I wanted to go the whole time, but now I see there was someone anchoring me to the small town of Pebbles, Pennsylvania, and that someone was no other than Ariel Sacator. Ariel was the most outstanding young woman in Shores County. I had the largest crush on her ever since primary school, and she had one on me. We were made for each other, and everyone in Pebbles knew it too. There was only one issue with Ariel and I: I didn’t believe in love. Everyone in Pebbles was at least on their 2nd or 3rd spouse, which didn’t give me much comfort, knowing I was most likely doomed
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I was raised by my father since the age of 3. I had only seen her once or twice since she left, but I still somehow cared about her. I was on my way to the Sacator household when a good friend of mine ran up to me saying there was an issue with my mother.
“ My Mom?” I quietly asked.
“A woman from the Pearl City Regional Hospital named Sarah Wilcox said that your mother has been seriously injured in a dune buggy incident,” she uttered, “You were the only person that she wanted to contact.”
At first I had no idea how to respond. The woman that had conceived me, and left me, only contacted me when she needed me. “Why does she want me?” I …show more content…
“So, how have things been?”
I could tell by the tone of her voice that she was upset. “They have been… umm good? I’m a private in the Air Force, and my mother is living in her own home again. How did you even know I was in the Air Force?”
“Um we’re just gonna go,” Parish awkwardly exclaimed.
“Yeah,” Dean seconded. The two quickly walked away, leaving Ariel and I alone at the sleeping quarters.
“Your Father told me that you decided to take up protecting your country. Anyways Buddy, were you ever going to tell me you were going to move out here?”
“I’m really sorry about that, I was going to, but then all of these crazy things happened; with me joining the Air Force, and having to watch over my mother. I guess I just never thought of home that much.”
“How Buddy? Pebbles was your home, I thought it was everything to you,” she began to yell.
“I...I’m sorry, I was just-,” I was interrupted by the whirring of plane engines. I knew that they couldn’t of been ours. We weren’t set to begin training in another hour. “Ariel, uh I need to go.”
“What? No! You’re going to stay here and explain to me why you
I was raised by my father since the age of 3. I had only seen her once or twice since she left, but I still somehow cared about her. I was on my way to the Sacator household when a good friend of mine ran up to me saying there was an issue with my mother.
“ My Mom?” I quietly asked.
“A woman from the Pearl City Regional Hospital named Sarah Wilcox said that your mother has been seriously injured in a dune buggy incident,” she uttered, “You were the only person that she wanted to contact.”
At first I had no idea how to respond. The woman that had conceived me, and left me, only contacted me when she needed me. “Why does she want me?” I …show more content…
“So, how have things been?”
I could tell by the tone of her voice that she was upset. “They have been… umm good? I’m a private in the Air Force, and my mother is living in her own home again. How did you even know I was in the Air Force?”
“Um we’re just gonna go,” Parish awkwardly exclaimed.
“Yeah,” Dean seconded. The two quickly walked away, leaving Ariel and I alone at the sleeping quarters.
“Your Father told me that you decided to take up protecting your country. Anyways Buddy, were you ever going to tell me you were going to move out here?”
“I’m really sorry about that, I was going to, but then all of these crazy things happened; with me joining the Air Force, and having to watch over my mother. I guess I just never thought of home that much.”
“How Buddy? Pebbles was your home, I thought it was everything to you,” she began to yell.
“I...I’m sorry, I was just-,” I was interrupted by the whirring of plane engines. I knew that they couldn’t of been ours. We weren’t set to begin training in another hour. “Ariel, uh I need to go.”
“What? No! You’re going to stay here and explain to me why you