I am from my family. My dad and mom’s sides of the family. I am from my mom, my dad, my three brothers, and my grandparents. I am from them all a little bit each. I am from their love that we share as one. I am from my family because without them I would […]
Flying From My Notebook
I Don’t Recommend Being the Youngest
(As you know I have been writing narratives. This is a piece from my third and final narrative.) After Emma left our house, my mom started to cry. Tears streamed down her face, and she looked away to try and hide them, but I could tell. I knew she didn’t want me to know the […]
My Turn to Learn the Hard Way
(This is a blurb from another narrative I wrote. I hope you like it.) Five minutes later, as we arrived at the park, thoughts ran through my head. I will prove my mom wrong and she will witness history. Next year when I play on this playground everyone, even the teachers will watch me with […]
The First Arrest
(The following is is a blurb from my first narrative) All of a sudden the shrill of a woman’s voice pierced the air. It’s force so strong it almost shoved me into the water. I was off balance twisting and turning keeping myself from the water when a hand grabbed my wrist. Then it was […]
There are Monsters in my Closet
When I was four, I thought I could fly. So I climbed an apple tree grabbed three apples and jumped. Then I thought the apples weighed me down, so I tried again without them. The only kind of candy I like is chocolate. I thought my mom dove to the bottom of the ocean. It […]