Personal Narrative: The Trail

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Cheryl stays the night at the man’s house for the night, and in the morning he took her to her to the local gas station where she needs to hitchhike again. She got a ride to an outdoor store where she got her stove fixed. She decided to stay the night in that town. She had been told by the motel owner, where she stayed that there had been a lot of snow in the Sierra area. She then reenters the trail and feels accomplished and so lucky to be alive. The next day she realized the temperature was rising, she got frustrated and contemplated giving up and getting a ride back home. As she continued hiking another hiker name Greg called her name and she was surprised to see someone else hiking, as well as know her name. She was frustrated that he was

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The Murky Trail-Personal Narrative

pondering if this was the right decision. I’d only taken this path twice before in broad daylight. Thunder cracked, and I made my decision…I was taking the fast route. I followed it and came to a fork in the road, both leading into the depths of a murky trail. I knew that one path would take me to my safe house, but the other would take me into an area of doom. I took the right path, and immediately I was plagued with uncertainty. Nothing looked familiar, but of course, it was pitch-black, so how would…

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Personal Narrative: Stay On The Trail

something that was not my own. I had a strong sense of right and wrong from a very early age and steered clear of trouble. I seemed to know from an early age what was expected of me. I have always been a keen rule follower. If the sign said “Stay On The Trail” you better well believe I would not place a toe over the line. I have a strong moral compass and I do not believe in breaking rules for no reason. Through my younger years, family members always commented on how I had an “old soul” I never truly understood…

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Personal Narrative: The Buffalo Trail

yelled many things about wanting to drop everything and hunt the buffalo down, but George yelled from the back of the train that we were not to leave the sides of the train for anything. Many were dead, carcasses and lives buffalo blocked the trail, making it difficult to continue moving. After we got a clear way out, we kept moving steadily as we planned.…

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Personal Narrative: The Salem Witch Trail

Beh doh! Beh doh! Zoom right past our house. All fire trucks right from mostly all towns Past our house ! How is that possible? Who Knows! Here they come back! Almost here. Hope they get here before it spreads. Good thing because I think that this would have gone forever! It was so loud because there was so many different towns here! Turner, Salem, Stayton and last to show up was Aumsville! Can you believe that the closest town that we live next to should up the very last. This all started…

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The Tom Robinson Trail-Personal Narrative

As today marks the 8th year since the Tom Robinson trail, I'd like to come out with the truth and my side of the story. 8 years ago, when I was 19, I admit I was immature and I didn’t know what I was getting into, but now, as a 27-year-old woman, I feel as if I have matured. I spent the last 8 years of my life regretting what I had done, and now I’m finally writing this letter to tell the whole story and hopefully bring justice to this case. When I was 19, I had no friends, didn’t talk to anyone…

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Personal Narrative: The Pacific Crest Trail

a steep mountain slope in northern California. Moments before, I'd removed my hiking boots and the left one had fallen into those trees, first catapulting into the air when my enormous backpack toppled onto it, then skittering across the gravelly trail and flying over the edge. It bounced off a rocky outcropping several feet beneath me before disappearing into the forest canopy below, impossible to retrieve. I let out a stunned gasp, though I'd been in the wilderness thirty-eight days and by then…

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Personal Narrative Essay: The Appalachian Trail

stepped off to the side of the trail and sat on a old rotten squishy log. “Ahh,” he says to himself as he takes his pack off. “I thought this trail was only supposed to be a few miles and take an hour, i’ve been hiking…

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Personal Narrative: Cedar Lake Trail

Cedar Lake Trail I love that feeling when nothing else matters, but the person right next to me and the scenery. Most people feel safest somewhere close to home. That would not be true for me. My safe place is 3,000 miles away. The most momentous place to me is the Cedar Lake Trail. My entire family, other than my parents and sister, live all the way in Washington. My dad got stationed in Virginia when I was a baby, so we moved when I was 11 months old and have lived here ever since. Being that…

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Personal Narrative: Hiking The Appalachian Trail

of being that brings comfort and belonging. Personally, home is most certainly being submerged in nature and breathing the mountain air. That being said, it is not hard to believe that my dream is to thru-hike the Appalachian Trail (the AT). This feat entails hiking the trail in its entirety. Stretching from Georgia to Maine and covering almost 2,200 miles, the AT crosses through 14 states and amounts to over 5,000,000 steps! Facts aside, my reasons for why I wish to accomplish this exploit are complicated…

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Personal Narrative: The Pine Creek Rail Trail

my bicycle. My goal was to enjoy nature in an easy-to-pedal setting. The Pine Creek Rail-Trail, one of the premier rail-trails in the Northeast, certainly met my criteria and was only three miles from my house. With a little trepidation, I headed out on the trail but within hours, I knew I loved the physical activity and the environmental stimulation. It was simply beautiful there. The Pine Creek Rail-Trail is a 62 mile long bicycle path, built along an unused historic railroad corridor.The path…

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