On 12-03-2015 at approximately 1745 hours I Officer Hildebrand, Officer Patrick Sullivan and Sgt. Joseph Harris were dispatched to 630 N D St. for report of an assault in progress. While en route Dispatch notified me saying the male individual assaulting the victim was Kevin Meyer. I had dealt with Kevin Meyer earlier in my shift. While driving East on West Gallatin I spotted Kevin 's pickup headed West on Gallatin.…
I have not been thinking differently but I am surely endeavoring. I have an arduous time changing things about myself so at this point I am just gradually endeavoring. After reading these two chapters I endeavor to disunite my emotions from my thinking due to the fact that they incline to get me into an abundance of trouble. Prior to making decisions, I stop and notice first if I am allowing my emotions to get in the way. I ascertain no emotions are tied to my decisions just so at the end I get a good outcome.…
When I was younger, I always kept a book by me. Books accompanied me everywhere, to the mall and to my relatives houses. I was called a bookworm, and still called it today. I’ve read books, and collected them. I have over 100 books in my room, and have a library in my house.…
As a child growing up in Rhode Island, the smallest state in the Union, the idea of a vast planet brimming with civilization and culture was more like something out of a fairy tale than it was reality. So, when my father announced that we would be leaving the country to go to Scotland, the home of his and my ancestors, my world began to expand at a rapid pace. This trip could not have been timed more perfectly. The summer of 2007 marked the end of fourth grade, my first year at Saint Mary Academy Bay View.…
I wrote a book. One, where if it were a movie I would not be old enough to watch it without an adult. No, you can not buy it at Barnes & Nobles or your local bookstore or anywhere books are sold. But I would gladly give you a printed 8 x 11, arial, black and white, 5 font size, unstapled copy in exchange for a Jackson. A little more if you want it signed.…
INTRODUCTION Life is a challenge, we must face it! Take chances, don’t give up! My life was full of expectations about emigrating to the United States of America. That dream came true in early 1993. My sorrow and struggle behind this journey never be forgotten.…
“Deeper Into my Life” Individuals are unique in their own ways and one of mine happens to be my name, Darrnyejah Bolds. Everywhere I go people have a hard time pronouncing it. Many people have given up and just refer to me as “Ms. Bolds,” but also I have two nicknames “Nye”, and “Nyejah,” which is mostly used by family and friends. Over the years, I have adjusted to my nicknames and became very comfortable with them. I entered this world on February 27, 1997 with the zodiac sign of Pisces.…
A Thousand Experiences Throughout life, individuals face different obstacles and struggles; my obstacle was my tendency to be shy. For example, when I was faced with social pressures like speaking in front of a class for a presentation, or meeting new people, I would be a nervous wreck. My palms would sweat, my voice would tremble, and it took all the strength I could muster to overcome my irrational fears. I only had a small, albeit close knit group of friends due to my introverted ways.…
Ever since I was a baby, I remember my father taking care of me—my mother always working. That was just how life was; it also created lots of problems. While times were tight, issues arose. This fueled my…
I was heartbroken, for the first time in my life. We were walking back to our houses from our neighborhood Christmas party. It was the 3 of us; Emily, Margs, and me. We have been friends forever because we all lived close together; but in school we all were in different friend groups. In school it was as if we didn’t even know each other.…
One obstacle to my writing my spiritual autobiography was addressed in the book Memoirs of the Soul and the name of the obstacle is “Procrastination”. “Tomorrow. Tomorrow I’ll really sit down and write. Next week. Next Year.…
Personal Memoir The start of my junior year was uneventful. I had never been nervous for school before, and that didn’t change this year either. Things were the same: same school, same people, same clubs. The only difference was the new classes and teachers.…
Things were never to easy for my family. Although my mother was gorgeous, giving and loving, she suffered from severe mental illness and comited suicide when my twin and I were simply sixteen. Ever since that day, my life spiralled out of control. Not only did I have two children directly after, but I eventually went on to become a drug addict and alcoholic. Six years ago, at the age of 24, I decided to go to rehab and I began writing all of the time.…
My Memoir What doesn’t kill you can only make you stronger is what I learned in 2012. At 10 years old I had a stroke. When it happened all I could think about was how bad the start was. But then I realized just how amazing the journey and how amazing the end ould be.…
Every morning, I wake up in a house that has no connection to my childhood or even a connection to a year ago. At age eleven, I endured yelling and abuse at home. Bad grades and low attendance got me nowhere. The day I finally got the audacity to tell someone, I faced the reality of it. I wouldn’t be going back to my home or my family.…