Navy Blue Crafted Room-Personal Narrative

Improved Essays
My right foot questionably steps onto the navy blue designed carpeted room and a rush of cool presses up against my skin. This room... this room could be the beginning of my future. That makes it terrifying, but exhilarating all at the same time. I force my trembling body to push through the nerves and my body straightens with confidence like a warrior entering his battleground. Cleanliness tickles my nose and my eyes are drawn to what looks like golden pillows on wheels. Intrigued, I take a seat. I feel like I have landed on a pillow from the heavens and comfort sweeps over me as I feel safe in a place of worry and anxiousness. I rest my beloved belongings on the smooth, brown, polished wooden table in front of me then begin taking in my surroundings as I listen to the other girl’s footsteps entering the room.
Facing forward, I see nothing but a school of magnets swimming in a wide ocean of white. As I rotate my chair, I see nothing but the polar opposite; my vision fills with blackness as my eye’s attention are brought to a large TV hugging the wall. Brunettes and
…show more content…
Words about skills, to simple communication with others came flowing out of her mouth as her hands move like they were trying to support the air around her. I feel the beat of my heart as if it’s trying to escape from my body and the ticks of the clock get louder in my mind as if they are an approaching train. I reach for my water bottle hoping to cure the dryness in my mouth and come to realize my water bottle is shedding tears for me. The refreshing sensation of water dances in my mouth and I deeply breathe in and out. The smell of sanitation and a dirt free zone sign are no longer distinct as I have gotten use to air around me. I am no longer human, but a face with pogo sticks as legs. I am no longer human, but a breeding ground for nothing but worry and

Related Documents

  • Improved Essays

    "Code Blue in room 12", is called over the intercom. I drop the yogurt I was preparing for another patient as I sprint down the hall to room where a 70 year old heart attack patient is beginning to turn blue. As the first nurse to arrive, I begin CPR without hesitation. 30 compressions to 2 breaths, is all that runs through my mind as I try to save the patient from cyanosis. Subconsciously I drown out my co-workers rushing into the room to join me.…

    • 239 Words
    • 1 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    1984 Dialectical Journal

    • 576 Words
    • 3 Pages

    The adrenaline was pumping through my veins and I couldn’t stop despite the fact that my lungs felt as if there were icy shards lodged in my chest. Haunted figures of the men that destroyed my life as I knew it flashed before my eyes as I lept over crates and pushed down trash cans behind me, my path marked by a riddled maze of rotted food and old possessions. The tears in my eyes were no longer tears,but streaks of moisture…

    • 576 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    America Monologue

    • 672 Words
    • 3 Pages

    Opening the once lonely door, there was a hallway that seemed to have just rejoiced with a once depriven necessity. As striking as the first rose in spring, her silky, soft, shiny hair combined with her enticingly exquisite eyes produced a sublime look; it instantly ejected any pressure in the room. Her presence would’ve even made an angry person hopeful. Withered by time, the plethora of thin liable cracks scattered across the olive-dyed floors and indigo walls with an antique circular pattern ; this house was old enough to live in a pangea . However, there was a skeptical sense of suspicion of this person.…

    • 672 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    As we waited outside to be called inside the classroom, my heart pounded. I wiped my hands on my pants in an attempt to get them to stop sweating. Finally, being called we walked into the classroom. Automatically my mind was racing all over the place, I walked past all those teachers and headed to the front. I looked around and all eyes were on me and the seven other Dreamers.…

    • 461 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    There’s a little slice of Heaven in Marshall, Texas, where the sun shines through the pines and the sound of cicadas serenade you throughout your afternoon and the lake shines like a plate of polished silver in the early morning sun. When I first came to Camp Fern, I was on my own. Everyone else had known each other for at least two years, so I was the odd one out. In my cabin there was the usual sort. There was the popular one, the attention seeker, the joker, and the one you love to hate.…

    • 330 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    What could I clean in my room for Spring Break? I could probably clean the papers lying all over my room that my little sister throws everywhere. My room is very messy with papers that have scribbles on them from my sister. I should also clean my closet because it is filled with old clothes that are too small for me to wear. I can also clean all of my sister’s toys that are under my bed.…

    • 421 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    In Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, the author incorporates the idea of the negative impact a lack of a parental figure has on the nurturing of the creature’s life. From the moment the creature became animated, he experienced feelings of isolation as even his own creator, Frankenstein, alienated him and left him to grow up as an outsider. For this reason, the creature’s knowledge and nurturing was learnt through experience and therefore lead him to a miserable and vengeful life. From his experience, the creature learnt that humans were not accepting of him, and so he vowed to seek revenge on mankind and thus causing destruction in the lives of others. Due to the evident vindictive and miserable life of the creature, the reader is able to see the…

    • 1105 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    In this week’s reflection assignment the required reading was over restoring rifle and shotgun barrels. The article explained the processes and procedures for lapping shotgun and rifle barrels.as well as altering shotgun barrels. And soldering, brazing, and welding In the required reading the author explained the differences between lapping the different lapping compounds. And explained the applications for the different compounds.…

    • 360 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    BELIEVE IT OR NOT, we're all accustomed to a certain standard, or stereotype that needs to be played. Whether it's being captain of the cheerleading team or the smartest kid in your class, it's one way or another that's there's going to be someone who's supposed to follow by these stereotypes or standards just for the sole fact that that's them. Unfortunately for me, it couldn't get any worse, since being an African American female who unfortunately does not fit your typical, "angry black woman." Yes, that "angry black woman", bitter, closed-off, unarticulated, with serious father issues.…

    • 1823 Words
    • 8 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    All Because of Rent Once upon a time, there were two people having a wonderful life. Professor Plum was at his luxurious residence on February 6, 2016 just working in his hi-tech office. He was 5´3, had brown hair, blue eyes, 210 lbs., and always wore purple. There was a certain someone on her way to see him. Her name was Casey Johnson and she was 5´1 and had lovely long blonde hair.…

    • 936 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Personal Narrative Essay: Non-Traditional Hero Stepping off my luxurious yellow-orange limousine with so many of my fellow classmates, the building ahead of me now commands my attention, it is intimidating look only reminded me, this is where I will spend the next four, excruciating years of my life. Each step closer to those double doors, the butterflies that once merely fluttered in my stomach had been replaced with drums and had somehow beaten so loud, their vibrations had traveled north and south of their original location.…

    • 823 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Great Essays

    Self Discovery In Lost

    • 1418 Words
    • 6 Pages

    Discovery the act of finding or learning something for the first time, therefore this image represents how discovery can be unwelcome, similar to the text, where the persona’s discovery results in a mental breakdown. This image was chosen to write ‘Lost’ because I believe that one of the most confronting types of discovery is self-discovery. The mirror represents what we discover about ourselves, but the cracks depict a skewed perception, just like the persona in the text. Both the character in the image and the persona in the text succumb and submit to the severity of their discoveries. Both discover other parts of themselves which seem completely identical, but are completely contrasted to their ideals, and these parts are hidden within themselves.…

    • 1418 Words
    • 6 Pages
    Great Essays
  • Superior Essays

    One Proves: A Short Story

    • 1198 Words
    • 5 Pages

    Better believe it, " I proclaim. "It basically separated about myself, as well. " Totally immediately I find my existence with this young lady, giggling in this specific cooking range, tedious walks around utilizing the trees and bushes all the while, holding handle and kissing at the water's edge. It's a lifetime in of one female stroke.…

    • 1198 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Superior Essays
  • Improved Essays

    New Orleans: A Short Story

    • 1341 Words
    • 6 Pages

    (2)The last of my clothes were out, my duffle bag open at two AM. The dark night filled my room, only the moon as a light source, and the trees rustled in the wind. New Orleans was crime bound at this time at night, people were constantly missing, gunshots constantly heard, but I learned to deal with it. Sirens wailed in the distance, and caught my attention. I walked over to my window and looked outside-the sirens carried away towards the mansion down the street.…

    • 1341 Words
    • 6 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Fear of Flying As I walked through the terminal I feel the dread from buying the plane ticket loom on my shoulders. I wanted to turn back and run. My anxiety builds up as the line slowly creeps forwards to the beginning of the corridor. As I near, I see people getting on the plane.…

    • 1016 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Improved Essays