Personal Narrative Essay On Pumpkin Picking

First off around noon i started making a pumpkin swirl cheesecake. It made the kitchen smell delicious. Once it was finished it looked so pretty, with all of the orange and white swirls. Next i had to prepare stuffing, Mom said “ You need to add lots of sage!”. So I put in a whole lot of sage. I don’t much care for making stuffing because the onions because it makes my eyes water like crazy! The homemade stuffing always goes great with turkey.

It was right there I just had to grab some I knew this was going to get me in trouble later but I really wanted some!

Time passed as we drove the highway, and we finally reached our first stop of the day. It was

March 3, 2017 6:30, I woke up with the bright sun hitting my face. Sweat was already trickling down my face. The sun was ready for a brand new fresh day, I wasn’t. I knew today was the day which I strove for so long, the day I get to go to Knott's Berry Farm with my “Band Mates” as I called them. Packed my backpack all up with all sorts of snacks, Skittles, Pringles, Tangy fruit cups which I've always adored for some reason, Sour Patch Kids, and the list goes on. I’m not a glutton, I’ll be the first to say that.. I only brought all this because my mother insisted , she didn't want me to get hungry in line or get an upset stomach. I knew that if I ate all of it, I would end up with explosive diarrhea the next 5 minutes though. I had packed my deodorant because I didn't want to smell like a dirty sock basket or anything worse. I brought my eye drops so I can actually see throughout the whole day. There was one big thing that I forgot to pack, something so obvious yet forgetful, Extra Clothing. “How could I forget such a thing? Why won’t I just post sticky notes all over my room to remind me of the basic requirementsf? I said as I groaned with frustration. I packed my what felt like a 50 pound instrument into my mother's car. I introspected that I deserved the trip, 4.0, played an instrument for a full year, did extra credit, I didn't give that year my all though. I whispered to my instrument, “Where would I be without you Tenor Sax? Oh yeah, a full day of doing nothing in

Halloweentown is a fantasy land overflowing with ghosts, vampires, and witches. Jack is the leader of this town and is known as the “Pumpkin King”. Jack realizes he has grown tired of the same routine, and is faced with an identity crisis.

“Pumpkins” is a complicated story by Francine Prose, about truth and deception, and distinguishing between them (19-22). The scene is set with the description of a fatal accident between a truck full of pumpkins and a small car, whose driver is killed instantly. A

It was Halloween night and Elizabeth was at the pumpkin patch picking the perfect pumpkin for the pumpkin carving contest on her street. She saw her best friend, Lindsey, down the street so she ran down to meet her.

Once upon a time there were three ugly witches on Cat Lane. They were taking a pumpkin at 292 Cat lane and it was a cat punkin they took and they cast a spell to the punkin. They went another house nearby Cat Lane and took all of their pumpkins and cast a spell on them. Then on Halloween they brought all the pumpkins back to all their houses and they had a spell so when someone walked by they got the spell and turned into a zombie. So there were these five little kids and they were going to get candy at 292 Cat Lane and they walk by the pumpkin and they all turned into a zombie. Then, they went to these group of people walking by and he touched all of them then then the one kid Matt said

    It was September 29th, the day we all had longed for.  It was sunny, with intermittent clouds.  The leaves were just starting the turn from green to the beautiful autumn colors.

Youngstown so I could try and be a state champ in the sport of wrestling. It took about 4 hours and 30 min to get there. Then we were on our way to wrestle in a big tournament with boys and girls from all over the united states of america. The arena is as big as the Bengals or the Cowboys stadium. Once we got to the arena, I couldn't eat until after I weighed 90 pounds or under. If I didn't make that weight I couldn't wrestle and we would have to go all the way back home. But I made it at the weight of 88.3 lbs. And I was so happy. After all that we went and ate at this really cool pizza place where you can make your own pizza it smells very good. The waiters bring

The crisp, cool, and cinnamon air filled the morning of Thanksgiving in 1987. Although I was only two years and eleven months old, I remember the scratchy, fuzzy, purple- footed pajamas that I was wearing that morning. After I woke up, I "helped" my mom make her famous orange- cranberry relish, got dressed in my cream sweater dotted with cherries and my navy pleated skirt, topped off with my favorite cream fuzz- warn tights, and before I knew it we were out the door to my grandmother's house. After an early dinner with my grandparents, mom, and dad, my grandfather and dad left to catch the Dallas Cowboys Thanksgiving Day football game, leaving the rest of us to find entertainment of our own.

My friend stopped by my house, Sunday afternoon. She was very exited and worried in the same time. She is planning to get married in a few months, and she is worried if everything is going to turn out like she wanted them to. She brought a few catalogs with a lot of hairstyles. She wanted my opinion about which hairstyle she should choose for her weeding day. We looked over all the pictures and we agreed on a couple of them that we both really liked. She said she would pick up her weeding dress in few days. We went over the weeding planner, the weeding list to make sure we have everybody on the list. It took us about one to two hours to finish looking over all of the things, but I was happy to help her. I listened to her and I definitely could

It was a foggy night on Halloween Many think that the barrier between our world and the underworld are at the weakest point well let's find out Me and my friends love Halloween we can be anyone or anything for only one day out of the year.Every year me and my friends lucy,who is a more scientific person believes every thing should be proven she has black hair blue eyes Parker,wants some money he has blond hair and green eyes and Eleanor is a scaredy cat she has white hair and brown eyes.we take a trip to my parents cabin in the louisiana swamp It is great this time of year because we always go looking for unusual things out of this world things paranormal things. We always see something but you never let them see you!

“In the year of 1989, there was a street named Elm, in the state of Wyoming. Few chose to live on that street, and they all knew about the haunted house, up on the hill, on the west side of town, coming off of Elm. Once, I spent the week with some friends and, Halloween came upon us, while I stayed with them.” I was telling my first-grade brother and his friends stories to scare them out of their wits. Besides, no one wants little kids tagging along with you to go trick or treating, when you could go with your friends to Haunted Houses, and not ones set up by the town hall. “We were just about to pass the house, not thinking anything of it, when we heard a moan coming from Old Man Reaper’s house.” Their eyes grew wide with fear. Mr. G.

In the back of my high school, there was a dirt plot, fenced in, covered in weeds, and it was going to concreted over. I walked past the dirt plot and wondered “Why doesn’t anyone do something with it?” I thought about it on the way home from school and I talked to my friends about it. I told them that I wanted to do something with space, we came up with many things to do with the space before but then I realized that we could use the space for a garden. I remembered that I love gardening, when I was young my mom and I would always garden together, we would have the best time harvesting our plants and we bonded so much over our garden.