Examples Of Narrative Essays

My dad always says, "bravery is being afraid and doing it anyway." Until the age of 15, I had never stepped into a school, until one day, I gathered my courage and began my academic journey. I was homeschooled for most of my young life. While I studied the standard subjects, I was able to learn in an environment completely free and focused on me. It was an amazing and unique way to grow up, but it was also a bubble. I was unaware of much of the world around me, and as someone who was, at the time, quite shy, never really explored. I spent the first semester of highschool in an online program, but I did not like it and decided to transfer. I knew nothing about public school, and starting a new school half way through the year was a huge risk. I knew it was going to be difficult and scary, but I also knew it would help me grow as a person....show more content...

The environment was completely foreign, I had never even been around so many kids in one place, I had never been in a classroom, and I knew my life was about to change. The entire act of transferring schools was, in itself, a risk. Despite never setting foot in a school before, I decided to take the most advanced classes available. This proved to be a stressful decision but it was also a risk that paid off. Deciding to pursue my academic ambitions despite being in a new environment set me on a trajectory to continue to take academic risks and follow my dreams. It also pushed me to develop skills and connections that now allow me to take some of the most difficult classes at my school as well as conduct scientific research at

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At this point in my life I find myself in an interesting predicament regarding my attitudes toward reading and writing; more so towards reading. Years ago I used to love reading books for pleasure but nowadays I find myself reading things that little to no effort to digest. This includes the very basic posts on facebook expressing one's opinion on something or articles and threads on reddit discussing topics I find intriguing. Perhaps it's the severe senioritis that has overcome me as I enter my last semester at Chapman University. As I've gotten lazier I can see it start to reflect in my everyday life. Deep down I still love to read but I rarely find myself getting truly invested into the action unless it relates to something I am very...show more content...

You can feed the mind as much as you want and it will never get full of reading. Sadly, I'm not the same person that I was. I guess you could say it's part of growing up. It never really was intentional but it's just the way how it ended up. On the other hand my attitudes toward writing are very different. First let me say that deep down I truly do not like to write. I myself don't personally like to write for leisure or pleasure but rather I write because I believe it is one of the most important aspects of being able to communicate with those around you, both personally and professionally. To put differently, my attitude towards writing is that I write because I need to write and survive in the world around me. I write because I have to, not because I want to. Hopefully this somewhat makes sense. To better explain let me make a comparison. When I am assigned a writing assignment or I am writing because the action is being forced upon me I find myself not enjoying the process and overall the end result is subpar. The perfect example of this would be my junior year in high school when I was enrolled in AP english literature. I dreaded the majority of the class simply because there was so much writing involved in the entire course and therefore I was constantly writing just to get a grade. Being forced to write in such high volume every week for an entire school year was not enjoyable for myself and as a result the Get more content

Example Of Narrative Therapy

Everyone have "Problem" which are invisible. Therefore, the narrative practice is using narrative skills on stories and storytelling to look for their "Problem". Everyone may have different stories about themselves, struggles, competencies, actions, desires, relationships, work, interests, conquests, achievements, and failures which affect their life. (Morgan. A., 2000.) In the narrativetherapy, it would like to use the respectful focus on people to externalize the problems. As we know, the therapists using the story to understand or interpreting what their "problem" through their daily experiences, which is meaningful in the conservations by using in the narrative therapy. Narrative Therapy is skillful for the therapists in interpreting...show more content...

A narrative makes the events link up together and forms a story. When I heard from Morgan, I understand the narrative therapy is using the storytelling to find out the dominant events orderly and understand to meaning for them clearly. In my understanding, I think narrative practice is one of the counseling methods which is helping the clients to find out the externalize problems throughout the conservations to tell the story of them in the interview. When someone who come to seeking help to the counselor or social worker for the therapeutic conversations, I think they would not very happy or faced problems in their lives and they wanted to solve the "problems". The people can able to use their ability to overcome the life challenges.

As I know, by using the narrative practice should follow the rules which related to define of dominant life events which are important to the clients. After finding out the significant in orderly then it will formulate the major or minor plot to understand the events which occur in the life clearly. When the dominant stories affect the daily life, then it needed to solve the problems by using their self–ability to overcome this

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"Congratulations Agent VonDante, you have completed advanced Survival Evasion Rescue and Evacuation training!" a voice blared over a megaphone off in a short distance. I was shocked. SERE training? What the hell was going on here? I was sent to retrieve the invaluable Sarai Venetica... My thoughts were interrupted by the uniformed jogging of boots that came to greet us. We were assisted to a seated position as they began to nurse our wounds. As I studied to soldiers before me, I noticed that their uniforms read, "SOVRA Armed Forces." These were members of our military. I looked frantically at Sarai, but there was no confusion on her face, she was engaged in a conversation with a Captain Luca Morello, over the quality of my performance. Several other soldiers of varying ranks began congratulating me, and after providing me with shoes, I was helped to my feet. The congratulatory remarks persisted as I went over the days that I spent in captivity, and my mind kept wondering back to the moments leading up to our escape. My thoughts...show more content... So, say nothing and listen to me. It is imperative that we remember where we came from when considering how to move forward from here. We are from the same town in Novaesco that birthed two bastard children left to fend for themselves on the street. Commander Hiram from the district pitied us dropped us both off to families of the SOVRA Military. I remember you, you were maybe three or four, and I already seven. We were given an opportunity for a new life. We would have died out there. Keep that in mind while you smooth over the wrinkles of regret and disdain for what we will have to do for the rest of our lives. It doesn't show now, but soon you will understand that we have been groomed for these positions since we were adopted. This is your redefined destiny VonDante. Own it, and be proud that you are not a vulture feeding off of the remnants of other people's livelihoods any

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I am extremely interested in the behavior specialist position proposed at Fontana Unified School District. I have substantial background knowledge pertaining to the field of special education, more specifically the mild, moderate, and severe student populations. I am currently carrying out my eleventh year of employment at San Bernardino City Unified School District, as a moderate to severe education specialist. My experience as a special education teacher has generated opportunities for professional growth and development, as I am able to effectively educate and manage youth with moderate to severe disabilities. I have acquired over a decade of significant knowledge regarding behavior interventions, special education law, and effective...show more content...

I work in a synergistic manner, thus I am able to effectively communicate with all members of the school community, while ensuring professionalism is of upmost priority. In addition, I am a doctoral candidate, working on obtaining a doctorate degree in Educational Leadership from California State University, San Bernardino. My desire to obtain a doctorate degree stemmed from my passion to best serve students with disabilities, for I aspire to create policies and procedures that will leave a positive impression on the essential stakeholders. I am an esteemed resource to any educational organization, as I demonstrate expertise in the following areas: special education policies and law, positive behavioral interventions and supports (PBiS), applied behavior analysis (ABA), composing and conducting professional developments, restorative justice practices, curriculum design, research and data analysis, program evaluation, executing collaborative Individualized Education Programs, and Behavior Intervention Plans. In conclusion, I support the notion of proactive interventions and provisions, as they create effective pathways to a higher quality of life for students with disabilities, therefore supporting each student, their families, the surrounding community, and district needs are my

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My Narrative

We were going to fluid and it takes 24 hours .And it was a boring car ride and we got up at 7:00 and eat bestfist and it was good than we came back at 12:00. And went into the lake and it felt good. Than we went to pool and it felt good to. And were there for 2 than we leve. Mom can we go to disney shop and she said yes so we went and we eat there and it was a lot of money and then we came back home and my brothers went down stairs a play pool and then I went to sleep and then we came up and they went to sleep after.Then we go eat My Narrative We were going to fluid and it takes 24 hours .And it was a boring carride and we got up at 7:00 and eat bestfist and it was good than we came back at 12:00. And went into the lake and it...show more content...

bishfist and then went home and left at 12:00. to go to michigan it was fun.then it was a long ride home 24 hours and then we are home my mom and dad to sleep and I stay up and play the ps4 and then it was FUN then they get up at 12:00 and then we eat and it was fun.Then my dad comes outside and plays football and we talk and it is fun.Then I was sick when we came back so it was bad.And when we came back we sall some people with horse buggies and that is how they get around and it looks weird for us but not for thum. My

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Confronting academic subjects while attending multiple years of cross country, soccer, and track was the most significant challenge. Dealing with school projects after a physical workout was excruciating, but the idea of coming towards high school was to become the fastest runner at the field and track. I achieved my goal, impressing my coaches with speed and school records, and earned my varsity position in cross country. Looking at my older brothers in college, I realized that pushing myself academically could lead to the opportunity of studying at a prestigious university for my chosen field, so I spent all of my time focusing vastly on my courses inspired by my brothers that are already studying in the University of California systems.

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Tyler Douglas Professor Thamm Eng 101–10:00 a.m. Due: Sep. 29, 2008 Essay #1 Narrative A major role in my life would definitely be sports. It is almost as if I look up to sports because I could not live without them. Sports pretty much define me as me. I love to play sports as well as watch all kinds of sports on T.V. and if I could ever go to a game and watch the players play live I would be thrilled. Basically sports define me because I am ambitious, I finish what I start, I set goals for myself, and I am a fierce competitor in which I love to win and I hate to lose. The greatest part about sports to me is living for the moment when the game is on the line and the pressure is on can you come through and make a play for your...show more content...

With the game tied 6–6 that is when I went into my own little zone and was in my moment. The crowed was electrified and cheering us on. I thought about all the hard work the coaches put us through doing two a days and keeping us late after a hard practice, spending all of that time and hard work just for this one little moment when the game was on the line. Back to reality our quarterback had started the play and it looked like it was going nowhere and we might have to got into overtime. Then after about 6 crazy seconds he threw the ball to our halfback and he broke a couple tackles and the somehow stretched across the goal line by about 2 inches and we had taken the lead 8–6 with 52 seconds to go. When the game clock hit 00:00 for the first time in our schools history the football team had beaten Aberdeen and none of us could believe it. This was a special moment. Now, it was in this moment when I had realized that sports define me as me because we never gave up, none of us wanted to lose, we set a goal and completed it, but most important we kept our eye on the prize and came through in the moment when the game was on the line. Nobody is going to remember how many games we won or who the best player on the team was that season, but I guarantee what people will remember is when we had beaten Aberdeen for the first time in school

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On 27Apr17 at 1439 hrs. I received a message from Sheriff Aukes inquired about my return to duty date/time & he informed me he was meeting with Nicole & Tim on 28Apr17 at 1000 hrs. as they wanted to speak with him about the circumstances surrounding the report filed by Eric.

Sheriff Aukes informed me both Nicole & Tim felt like they were blindsided in court when Eric used thereport he filed at the hearing against them, & they both stated the details Eric reported to me were completely fabricated & false. On 29Apr17 at 1146 hrs. I made contact with Nicole & we spoke about the incident & details surrounding Eric's report. Nicole informed me she wanted to respond to the report Eric filed & state that the majority of the things Eric reports were false.

Nicole stated someone had, in fact, blocked the driveway to Eric's cabin, however, there was enough room for him to drive around the vehicle & he in fact did. Nicole stated once Eric started taking pictures numerous people included those mentioned in this report, asked him why he was taking the photos. Once he did, he then parked his vehicle with the headlights shining on the restaurant & that was when Bruce went to speak with Eric. Nicole stated Bruce & Eric never did get into any physical altercation & that they only spoke about why...show more content... Tim stated he only watched Bruce & Eric and informed me there was no physical altercation between them at all & Tim himself did not get involved. Tim believed Eric to be harassing a lot of the Vacationaire customers by placing the no parking signs on the property they should be sharing between the business & the housing association. Tim informed me while we were on the phone that Eric had just pulled back into the area & he was watching him remove a post–hole digger from the vehicle & he believed Eric would be placing more Get

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It was the summer of 2006 when my life took its first unexpected turn: I was seventeen years old and diagnosed with endometriosis. After I came out of what I thought would be an exploratory laparoscopy, doctors explained how they had to perform a left–oophorectomy secondary to a large endometrioma. I was devastated. However, what was most shocking to me was the fact that it was done without my consent or any prior explanation of the surgery's possible outcomes.

Eventually, I recuperated well and came to terms with my diagnosis but my life was about to dramatically change. Only 10 months later, during my second year of medical training in Venezuela, the situation in my country had become too unstable and my parents made the difficult decision to immigrate. I had not only to leave my home, family and close friends, but also restart my medical training in the United States. My devotion for medicine and providing care to the underserved gave me the strength to continue my pursuit in becoming a doctor....show more content... I was ecstatic but still unsure as to what specialty I wished to pursue. It wasn't until I rotated through Obstetrics and Gynecology that I found my new passion in life. As I learned about the wonders of pregnancy and birth, my interest and enthusiasm grew strong. I had the privilege to deliver beautiful babies into this world, and felt thankful to care for and accompany their mothers during this process. I also scrubbed into multiple C–sections and major gynecological procedures that put my surgical skills into practice for the first time, allowing me to realize my desire to become a surgeon. In clinic, I was enamored by the ability to offer women of all ages, not only effective treatment but also preventive Get

I met my brother and sister from across a classroom desk in the basement of Saint Anthony's Medical Center. I was walking into my first Alateen meeting with my biological sister, Alex, with a blank stare and a mind overflowing with thoughts of why and how I had gotten there. Alex and I sat down next to a boy, who was about sixteen years old with tan skin and brown hair, and a girl, who was about twelve years old and looked just like him. Fast forward three years and I found myself moving the boxes of these two into a new house. Everyday I am rendered by the mere thought that if I hadn't gone to those meetings, if my mother hadn't gone to those meetings, I would have lost another father. I did not lose my biological father in a physical aspect, rather I lost him in a physiological way. My father spent most of his time in his chair, in the basement, with a handle of vodka running through his bloodstream. Even though the memories of my father actually acting like a true father were gone, I was left with an even stronger mother. Strength is the only word that can perfectly describe my mother, and being that I did not grow up with a stable father, strength is what I know. Through her strength in character she has taught me to work even harder when eyes are...show more content...

I am very confident in what I have to offer to Bradley University and I am more than fairly certain that my future will very much impact the future of our world. My success is just around the corner, and I want Bradley University to a part of it. By living out the strengths that my mother has taught me in my life, I know that I will not stop until I personally build the strength that I can pass down to my children. I know that no matter where I attend college I will be listed on the notable alumni list but I want my journey to success to begin and grow at Bradley Get

Examples Of Historical Narrative

HISTORICAL NARRATIVE

The year was 1787 Elizabeth was going to her job at the clog maker on the way Elizabeth started talking to the people on the street to the way of her job. She arrived at her job where she stole the clogs and put them in her bag and acted normal during her job she worked for 5 hours then headed home and she slept and the next morning she woke up and she had the police at her door and said " You're coming to court Elizabeth" She left her home and went to court and she was accused of stealing clogs Elizabeth said to herself please don't take me away from my family she came home and said this might be the last time i see you guys the family and Elizabeth all cried and Elizabeth left to court she prayed but luck wasn't on her

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Example Of Narrative

Narrative– On 23Nov16 at 1026 hrs. I, Deputy Halbasch, received a voicemail from Dewayne regarding the incident. I contacted Dewayne back at 1037 hrs. Dewayne informed me he slid into the ditch after going to his storage unit on the same road he got stuck in. Dewayne believed it to have occurred at 0700 hrs. and stated he tried to drive the truck out. Prior to the tow truck coming to remove the truck, Dewayne stated he was going to get a pay loader to pull it out. Dewayne acknowledged that he had the warrant to me while on the phone and stated Mike Undem from the Cass Co. Public Defenders Office was in contact with Jon Freiden about the warrant. Dewayne stated he has his driver's license in North Dakota & dispatch advised me it was current

A narrative essay is a story that is true and has meaning, whether it be to prove a point, send a message, explain an event that's happened, or entertain the reader. Most narrative essays are written to convey a story from a past time that sends a message to not only the reader, but the writer themselves. When planning a narrative essay, the first step is to identify the topic in which the writer wants to explain. There are multiple ways in which the you can come up with a topic, it all depends on the style you're most comfortable with. The next step is to write down all the main events that supports the topic you have chosen. What main events led up to the story you're trying to approach? What key events made what your topic is all about?...show more content...

This event made a big impact on my life as it showed me the value of work ethic by showing me that hard work pays off. It also taught me to never give up and follow your heart. And lastly, it taught me the importance of a team to help me through the tough practices and mental battles. When choosing my topic, I wrote down 3 main events that were important in my life that impacted me and shaped myself into the person I am today. The 3 I chose were: breaking the 3200–meter record for my school, breaking the 4x800 record with my team, and lastly, moving from Poinciana to Kissimmee and leaving all my friends to take on a new chapter in my life. The topic I chose to write is one I feel very passionate about and the single memory I can recall the most. Although breaking the 4x800 record with my team was a memorable moment and the first record I'd ever broken at my school, nothing compared to the feeling I got when I broke an individual record that was held by my own coach. I had a sense of relief and happiness, not just for myself, but my coach as well. It felt as if I didn't just break the record for the sake of me personally, but for him too. May have taken 21 years to be broken, but I'd say it sure was worth

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On a cold fall evening in the town of Dankfurt, Alaska with a small population of 73. There was a boy named Derek. Derek was just an ordinary boy who attended the school of Winterfield which was 10 miles away. He did this because his town had no school along with two other friends. Every morning he and his friends would wake up at five–thirty to walk to school. Because of the Alaskantime zones it was dark during the day and light at night. On their walk they would pass one house and one house only which was in the heart of the woods. It was a dark brown house with white curtains. The house was very old and looked to be falling apart. They assumed it was abandoned and thought nothing of it. But every time Derek walked passed he would get a minor headache not even recognizing...show more content... Many of the football players would hit or choke them for it. The boys could do nothing they were scrawny and weak except for Joe he was fat. Joe stood up to the biggest kid this time saying "Buzz of man." They replied with "In your dreams twinkie." Joe attacked him with "well that is why the football team sucks!" "screw you man" said the bully and walked away. After their hellish days at school the boys would head to the drama club. This is where they all fit in and thoroughly enjoyed attending the meetings. They were at these meetings until six–thirty or sunrise in Alaska at the time.

The boys would stroll home and get back at about ten o'clock. They would do the same thing every day. Early one morning Derek's power went out and his alarm clock did not go off. The other boys waited for him but he did not show up so they assumed he was sick and left without him. A few hours later he woke up and realized he was late. He threw on his clothes and bolted out the door. Because of Alaska'stime zone it was pitch dark when he started his journey. But he carried on his journey just like any

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Narrative Essay Examples

Narrative Essay I step my foot into public school for the first time ever my freshman year, not knowing a single person other than my brother. Prior to my freshman year, I was homeschooled. The school feels really big at the time and it's very overwhelming. As I walk around I see people hugging, reuniting, and saying, "oh my gosh I have missed you!" All I am worrying about is what people are thinking of me like, does she have any friends, or she looks like a loner. I am getting nervous and more nervous every second that passes. I decide I need to go straight to my classroom, but I have no idea where to go. I finally make my way to my classroom, then I sit down, and the bell rings. "The day is just beginning," I think to myself....show more content...

I am halfway through the day. After this long day it's still not over yet, I am just half way through the day going into 5th period. As I walked in I see a girl I already met and I wanted to run and give her a hug, I was so excited to see someone I already knew. I didn't have to worry where I was going to sit that period, or who I was going to talk to. I probably looked like the happiest person in the world with a big smile on my face. As I am smiling as I say, "hello, Claire right?" She says, "Yes!" We sit together, exchange social media usernames, and numbers. Later, I go to 6th period, my science class. When we come in the teacher says to talk with people to sit in alphabetical order. I am placed next to a kid named Dominic Thomas, and his buddy is sitting on the other side of me. They were acting like I didn't exist, and getting in my personal space. Later, the teacher says, "The person sitting at your table will be your lab partner." That's when I found out Dominic Thomas will be my lab partner for the quarter. I did not know what was coming for me. Finally, 7th period here I come. Now this class was one crazy class, with some crazy people, but it was all good because I get to leave after this period. The bell rings and I am out of there. Leaving school I am feeling many emotions, I am happy to leave, excited to tell my mom about all I experienced that day,

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Writing has always been my most difficult part of English. Reading, on the other hand, is something I could do all day; however, with writing, I grimace just thinking about it. It was not that I did not have anything to say, because I actually have quite a bit to say. I just could never figure out how to phrase what I had to say in just right way on the page. My mom taught me to read and write at a young age. After that, I would devour any book that I could get my hands on. However, I have had trouble with writing since it became more than just my alphabet and numbers. In elementary, I got through assignments by making my projects read like a boring fact book. This way was awesome for a high grade, not so great for writing interesting...show more content... Mullins comments and said, "Next time, you will just have to change it up a bit." I asked her what she meant. My mom said, "Next time you will make it more fun, not so much like a timeline, and more like a true story about your subject." This was my first experience in writing for a grade. I learned a lot and I immediately applied to my future written assignments. I was in high school the first time I had to write a narrative. I was a freshman. This was Ms. Bradley's first time teaching at Union Christian Academy. On her first day, she gave us our syllabus and said, "I do not accept late work, especially on writing assignments." We, literally, sat there stunned. My freshman class had it very easy during eighth grade year. We were not expecting this. As I looked through the syllabus, I saw that our first assignment was due in a week and it was a narrative. At this time, I did not even know what a narrative was. Ms. Bradley explained that a narrative was an account or story of events. It could be either true or false. Our narrative had to be true. It had to be a true account of something that happened to us over the summer. She wanted to gauge how are writing skills were. Our narrative had to be at least two to two and a half pages long. I chose to write my first ever narrative on my trip to Fort Worth, Texas. Once again, I was plagued with writer's block. I had the story in my head, but everything I

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"STAND BY!" I yell the first words of the morning as the lights flick on and bodies fly out of bed. It's 0630 in the North West side, upstairs barracks of building 835 at Camp San Luis Obispo, and I'm waking up 14 of the best people I'll ever meet. There's frantic shuffling, and immediate silence after everyone's out of bed, feet flush with the corner of the bedpost staring straight ahead, not moving an inch. "You've got 5 minutes to get ready for PT. MOVE!" The stillness is broken and the chaos continues as everyone rushes to grab their toiletries. I was in their place exactly a year ago, and now it's my turn to give back to the Cadet Training Group. I'm not anything special here, only a teacher for the next generation in a 40 year tradition. Get

I was born and raised in Canton Ohio. I had a lot of trouble focusing on my classes when I went to school. I had six brothers and sisters and we were from a low income family. I had a sister, Debbie, who was a slow learner and went to a special school. I also have a brother , Eddie, who is mentally disabled and blind. As of now he is in an assisted living program in Ohio. After I moved to Utah in 1979 I found it really hard to get a job. This was my first time away from my large family. After many years out here in Utah , I meant Gene, we had a child together out of wedlock. I moved in with him and we lived together for about 34 years now. After our son moved out at the age of 21 years old , I was diagnosed with ADHD, by my doctor, Dr. Rinehart....show more content...

It was a lot of fun and the instructors gave me more time to get the assignments in. Moving to Utah was different for me. Everyone I meant was Mormon. I was raised Evangelical. I stayed with a Mormon family at first and I went to church with them. I couldn't agree with there beliefs. One of my strong points is that I have always had a deep sense of God, I have always prayed a lot. Once I was able to get a job, I ended up with a Mormon roommate. She was really hard to live with. She never seem to smile and she seem to look down on me so that didn't last long. I got to the point where I got a second job just to stay away from her. A Page 2 homeless man gave me a puppy while I lived with her and when she decided to go back home she took my puppy with her. I was so hurt. I have always had a pet, my whole life. When she went home I got another apartment and later another roommate. This one was raised Mormon but didn't live it. For some reason that kind of helped our relationship and we got along pretty well. Later I meant my son's Father, and I started to get my act together. I found out the reason I had trouble learning was because I had ADHD, and I got treatment for it and went back to

Example Of Narrative Paper

On 2/29/16 at 1130 hours I Jessika Musquiz was dispatched to 148 Suzie St regarding a petty theft. I arrived at 1150 hours and met with victim, Maria Garcia who told me the following. At 1120 hours Garcia arrived at her friend's house and parked her car in the parking lot. She went into her friend's house for 5–10 minutes. She returned to her vehicle and noticed her iPod was missing. She called the police. Garcia described the missing property as mini black iPod with white headphones attached. Valued at 60 dollars. I examined the vehicle and noticed no broken windows or no damage done to the locks. Garcia realized she may have left the doors to the vehicle unlocked. No further action taken.

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