Personal Narrative: A Day At Alleghany High School

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A small breeze, along with salty air, crept through the window as the sun started to slowly fall below the horizon at Venice Beach. Beep. I took out my phone and saw a text from my husband that said, “Stacy, I’m going to be home late due to a meeting at work. Go ahead and eat dinner with Maddie. I’ll see you soon.” There was a heart emoji at the end which caused me to smile widely. Then I called my fourteen year old daughter, Maddie, to come and eat the plate of spaghetti, before we take our daily evening walk down the road of Santa Monica, California. We both quickly put on light sweaters and headed down the long, calm streets. I would always ask about Maddie’s day at school and if she was struggling with any problems. She would get so excited …show more content…
Everyone in the school knew who I was, and I was pretty well-liked throughout the whole school. Aside from my dream becoming the class president, I made it on the varsity volleyball team. However, my enemy, Regina Halls, also made the team because we were both in the same national league team back in middle school. Her sky blue eyes were so whimsical that they would attract all the guys, including my ex-boyfriend, who left me for her. Her slim, muscular body allowed her to jump as high as the empire building and spike the ball over the net. My heart felt like it was bursting in flames whenever I saw her trying to be innocent. I loved everything in life at that time, except when she was around. I sometimes wished that I could lock her up in a dungeon, with the pungent smell of sweat.
At practices, she and I would battle against each other for the ball. I never gave up to get the ball because I had to be the number one freshman on the team. Yet, Regina still managed to hinder me when I was diving for the ball, and caused injuries to both of us. The coach hadn’t considered our arch rivalry as a burden, and let everything slide until we lost the first game. He was furious with our behavior, and he threatened to kick us off the team if we didn’t work our problems out. My heart shattered in pieces after he finished yelling at us. I have never been through anything more humiliating than getting scolded
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My eyes widen as I saw Regina started to curl herself into a tight ball. It was strange to see Regina panicking and crying, since she always carried herself with confidence. I didn’t know that someone who held so much pride had so many insecurities about herself. At this point, I felt sympathy for her, but I was still angry. I wanted to feel sorry for her, but at the same time, I wanted to take my hand, and smack her across the face. My anger boiled over me as I growled, “You stole my boyfriend from me! I loved him so much, but you just had to come out of nowhere, and take him from

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