Personal Narrative: What It Means When They Lie

I wondered how he was going to take the news. Dad never reacted well to news, and as I stared up at the airplane gliding through the thin clouds, I wished I could turn back, and redo everything. The screen door suddenly opened, and I was greeted by my triumphant father, proud over my latest victory on the court. You did real good Carrie, he said as a small but bright grin passed of his otherwise blank face, Ive never seen a ball fly so fast. I smile sheepishly, unsure how to respond, if I should tell him the truth, or continue this charade. I guess I had a lot of things to work out. I replied, secretly hoping that he wouldnt remark on how quick I sprinted or how I guzzled my Gatorade. I was thinking we could take a trip down to the courts

It almost seemed as if that night never occurred, and my mom never left us. We were a family again, just me and my dad. Things were going smoothly, I had a real life, and work wasnt too bad for dad either. He had just gotten a new book published, Life and Betrayal: What it Means When They Lie. I was strolling home from my latest win, dragging my racket against the worn gray sidewalk. Dad had offered to drive me home, but I wanted some alone time to think about my strategy. I was about to cross the street when I saw a woman leaning against our mailbox. She was looking into a small compact, powdering herself with foundation, and slathering on a layer of scarlet lipstick. I backed away for a moment, and then caught her eye. She slammed the compact shut and turned toward me, laughing in a devious way. Well oh my goodness, and slap me silly! If it isnt little Carrie! All grown up and lady-like! I frowned to myself, I was anything but ladylike, a medium height athletic girl, covered in scars and pimples, and topped with a head of frizzy brown hair. Who was this woman? And who was she to smirk at me in that ugly manner? Dont tell me you dont recognize your own mother?! She yelled

Not all children have the opportunity to have one. Some children grew up in foster homes and have never known their parents. One way of showing that you appreciate the gift of family is having the desire to help support the family. You can show your support to your family physically, emotionally and financially. Here are some ways on how you can show your support. In the physical aspect, you can help in the household chores and responsibilities at home. You can sweep small areas in your house by using the broom and dustpan. You can also clean bathroom sinks and hang up your towel after bath. In the kitchen, you can help in the meal preparation like stirring and tearing lettuce or other vegetables. After meals, you can help clearing the dishes on the table and putting them in the sink or you can help loading them in the dishwasher. After that, you can take out the garbage instead of letting your mother do it. You can also help with folding your clothes after drying. During bedtime, you can start preparing your own bed. It would also be of great help if you start, as early as of now, to care for your pets. In the emotional aspect, you can support the family by behaving in the best way possible. You should always show respect to your parents and siblings. When you have a point, you can express it in a nice way. Talking back to your parents will hurt them a lot. When you can see that your parents are tired,