Personal Narrative Essay: I M A Silent Person?

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I’m a quiet person. I’ve always been a quiet person, even in my past life. The life I had before this new one. Though I was a pretty normal person I would say. I knew Heartbreak and teenage fever just like any other teen. I’m always mad and overly sensitive. Everything I felt in my past life, I feel in this life, only ten times worse. Except only now, these traits come with powers. My anger strikes at any moment and I blow up. Also I could burst into a puddle of tears at any second. There he was Dean Marintino. He was my first love in our past life. He doesn't know that though. Also he broke my heart, he doesn't know that either. I know that, I know a lot of things I’m not supposed to remember from the past life. I think …show more content…
Sitting in my chair I thought “I could really accidently burn this place down, if I wanted too”. Fire was much like the anger I felt. Water was much like the love I felt. They mixed together like paint in my heart. I only felt the paint when Dean was around. Deep down he still had my heart. There are greater powers that could snap my power away from me at any minute. It was best if I kept to myself. We get our powers from our hearts, you gain what you feel deep inside. When I would get new classes I had to change out of the ones I had with Dean. Sometimes It would be too much for me to handle. Seeing him flirt with every girl he seen, Destroyed me inside. I thought I had control and that I was over him until one day I blew up. The control took over. I was levitating on water. I had everyone's attention and panicked. Gasps filled the room. A rush started flowing through my head and heart. I looked at Dean’s face then closed my eyes tightly, then there was nothing but silence. My eyes still closed. I did not want to open them in fear at what I had done. I slowly opened my eyes to find, everyone was frozen. “What?” I asked myself. I thought I would have killed them. They were only frozen. My heart stopped rushing, then I fell to the ground. ‘Lisa,” said a low voice. A voice I knew very

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