Mark Larbee’s article in The Oregonian, “Clinging to Life- and Whatever Floats, is an excellent example of how to write a narrative piece of journalism. It has a clear exposition; right at the beginning of the article, Larbee introduces Nancy Punches, the main character of this narrative. In the exposition, he describes what Nancy looks like, who she is, and where she lives. In addition to that, Larbee explains that the Nancy lives 13 miles from the Chehalis River and there have been back-to-back storms in the area. But, Larbee tells us that the locals have assured Nancy that the river has never overflown; leading her to stay home, rather than leave.…
This year when I went to Ocean City me, my grandparents, my aunt and my cousins Bella, Nic, and Sophia. Most of the time at the beach we were playing in the sand and the shallow water. Then I and my cousin Nic decided to ride the waves with tubes. I got a little to far out and my aunt called for me to come closer as I was swimming back I was facing shore as I was almost where my aunt wanted me my cousin Nic screamed: "Ciana look out".…
It was a warm day in July. I drove an hour to get to the week long summer camp. It was located some where in Kentucy. I was 12 at the time. I was nervous because I did not know what to expect because I have never been there before.…
In Sarah Ellis, Gore short story, Amy the story’s protagonist uses her intelligence to outwit her brother Lucas into getting her book back. Amy made it evident in the beginning of the text that getting her stolen book back would not be a simple task. She states “I use whatever counter-weapon I have at my disposal.” (Ellis 2). Although Amy knows she cannot compete with her brother Lucas’s strength she finds her own way of outsmarting him by devising a plan/strategy in which she gets him out of the bathroom.…
Introduction Holden Caulfield was a mysterious and a rather inept person. It seemed that he could not function in normal life. He had an attitude that was pessimistic and unhappy. He hated most things and referred to most people as “phonies.” There was one thing however, that was expressed in the book by J.D. Salinger, that Caulfield loved.…
So it started out as a normal school day and as we were coming back from lunch we all went to the restroom and only six of us got taken. As we were using the restroom Andrew Myers, Jahzara Mckinney, Kadance Gravely, Maddox Lyons, Hayden Elliott, Kaylie Hawks and myself were pulled into the sewers and through a pipe that somehow took us to a island. We were stranded there by ourselves the island was like a forest in a way it has tall redwood trees high grass like the jungle and a beautiful glossering pond. So as we were there we were all panicking then I just got really quiet. We went to bed and the next morning Hayden and Jahzara were fighting over food we had from killing Andrew we had a lot of food left over from yesterday but both Jahzara and Hayden wanted that same piece.…
Wait! Please do not do this I can explain Pow! Just like that my life flashed before my eyes,I could feel the sharp pain of the 9mm bullet shred my skin like it was nothing,I screamed out words that would not of been polite to anyone's ears. I could feel the traumatizing beat of my heart pounding the back of my head, the ringing inside my ears seemed to ward out any sound that my ears seemed to pick up on any other normal day. The only thing i could hear was the faint screams of the sirens on top of the law enforcement vehicles.…
Rodeo Thompson Sarah Jane Whiteling Sarah Jane Whiteling was born in the mid-1800’s, a tough time in history to be alive. She lived in Pennsylvania with her husband, a son, and a daughter. Sarah was accused and found guilty of killing her entire family by the method of poisoning from common rat poison which contained arsenic.…
A Move to the South The loud noises of car screeching to a stop, train horn blaring, or police sirens flaring. The typical big city noises that everywhere gets woken up to at night was about to come to an end. North is very different from the South, so trying to adapt would be harder than I ever imagine. It was the summer after 2nd grade, so I was 8 years old.…
Scraping your knee on the sidewalk, getting hit hard with the basketball, falling off the monkey bars, these are just a few examples of ways you can get hurt at school. The worst case scenario is you would end up going to the school nurse as a result of an accident. Before first grade, suffering an injury was way out of the norm for me. The only time I got hurt in first grade, I bypassed the school nurse and went straight to the hospital. It was a scalding August afternoon, and I just finished another tiring day of first grade.…
“W-Where am I? Oh, I just slept on my bed sideways.” I groggily got out of bed and ate breakfast. The day went by normally. When I got home from school, my whole family was gathered in the living room.…
I was at Ligonier (Lig oh near) and I visited family as well as friends but then I visually notice a alp and I celebrated. I was going to go on the cliff of the alp but afore I learned we headed for the camp. When we arrived It was about 12:30 we ate lunch…
It was a warm fall day. A grey Dodge minivan was driving along the plains of Nebraska. The destination of the vehicle was Denver, Colorado. More specifically they were going to a Denver Broncos football game between the Broncos and the Oakland Raiders. I was in the vehicle with my Mom, Dad, and some family friends whose names were Martin and Michelle.…
One sunny summer day i woke up in my stiff old spring mattress bed with my stained comforter i needed to wash. As i put on my rugged denim wrangler jeans and my old The North Face leather boots, grab my harley davidson t shirt and as i walked on the creaking old wooden floor my Father was watching the 7:30AM NBC news as i walked in i heard and breaking news alert Howard Johnsons boy fell in the old well in town i just thought to myself wow when i was just 4 i fell down that same well and i told them that they should seal it off but they did not. I asked my dad what was for breakfast…
At first, I wanted to get out of that dark place.. then, I wanted light, I wanted to see where I am.. It started to get colder and colder, I needed a warm blanket to cover myself with.. After a while, noises have been coming from my stomach, obviously I wanted food.. My mouth became dry, I needed water so bad..…