AKS 22: Short Formative Narrative
Directions: Write a new, 1st person story about a memory from your past that you remember vividly. Tell the story in a 1st person point of view and reveal an interesting insight into who you are.
Checklist
Use 1st person point of view to give insight into the narrator’s identity
Establish a detailed setting
Introduce a character with realistic details
Include correctly formatted & punctuated dialogue using dialogue tags & action beats
Requirements:
Write at least 300 words (click here if you don’t know how to check word count)
Your narrative must contain multiple paragraphs.
You must start a new paragraph any time there is an advancement in time, or if a character starts speaking.
Do this if you need help getting started:
1st Paragraph:
Begin your narrative with one of the one-sentence stories from the First Last Best Worst Activity.
2nd Paragraph:
Establish the setting using sensory details
3rd Paragraph:
Introduce a character (who is not your narrator)
Click here for a link to the Narrative Writing Strategies Presentation.
Coach Moore’s Examples:
You do not have to annotate these.
The Juking of Andrew Jackson
Brian Fart Story
With Arms Wide Open
make sure it passes plagiarism test and ai dector test finish the narrative
Type your narrative below:
The first time I had been generally scared for my life was when I got into a car crash when I was 15 with my gram.
backstory on the car she had actually bought it for me as a present for my 15th birthday
It was a 2011 red Toyota Yaris. It had the shiniest new rims and tires and drove like butter, it had been my dream car since I was a kid and now that I finally had it I felt fulfilled, completed.
This was my 3rd time behind the wheel. I was taking my grandma to the store to get some food for dinner, the radio was playing and the windows were down. It was just supposed to be a regular day which turned into the scariest day of my life.
While making a right turn into our local Kroger parking lot someone from the left flew out of the McDonalds across the street and slammed into my car door hitting my side and sending the car spinning hitting 2 parked cars on the road.
It felt like it happened all in 5 seconds, one second I was driving, the next I was kicking out the window trying to escape the damage and get my grandma. I remember the panic that flooded my body as glass shattered and metal crunched. I couldn't believe what was happening. Adrenaline pumped through my veins, fueling my desperation to free us from the twisted wreckage.
The smell of burnt rubber and gasoline permeated the air, mixing with the metallic tang of fear. My heart hammered in my chest, each beat echoing in my ears. The world spinning around in circles unlike anything i’ve ever experienced before i looked over to make sure my grandma was okay as she was unconscious she soon woke up and i took a sigh of relief as i helped her out of the car the police came and questioned us
The officer asked me if I was okay, and all I could manage was a shaky nod. I could feel the tears streaming down my face, a mixture of fear and relief. My grandma and I were taken to the hospital to get checked out, and luckily, we only had minor injuries.
As I sat in the hospital bed, waiting to be discharged, I couldn't stop replaying the accident in my mind. It was a wake-up call, a harsh reminder of how fragile life can be. In that moment of sheer terror, I realized how much I truly cared about my grandma, how much she meant to me. It made me realize that family is everything, and that I would do anything to protect them.
Once we were released, my grandma and I made our way back home with a rental car. The sight of our wrecked Yaris crushed my heart, but I knew that material possessions could always be replaced. What truly mattered was that we were alive and relatively unharmed.
From that day forward, I became a much more cautious driver. The once thrilling rush of speeding down the road now filled me with anxiety. I realized the consequences of reckless driving and the importance of being aware of my surroundings.
This experience also taught me the power of resilience. Despite the trauma and fear, I managed to keep a level head and do what needed to be done. It showed me that I am capable of handling stressful situations, and that I won't crumble under pressure.
Looking back on that day, I am grateful for the insights it brought me. It was a moment of clarity, a turning point in my life. It made me appreciate the fragility of life and the importance of cherishing the moments we have with our loved ones. And although it was a terrifying experience, it shaped me into a stronger and more resilient person.