Personal Narrative Inside of a Girls Mind Sitting…Waiting…Checking. Repeating that same process over and over and over again. It seems that the clock was ticking in slow motion. Tick, tick, tick…the sound of emptiness ringing throughout my mind and everything seems it’s like slow motion. Rereading the directions repeatedly to see if I followed the directions accurately. Praying to God to help me, yet I was afraid that it was a …showed first 75 words of 673 total…

…showed last 75 words of 673 total…again. . Everyday I relive that moment and I ask myself,” Have I made the right choice?” As I write this story I feel as though I am going through this all over again and I detest myself. I almost feel as though I cannot live with the horrible decision I have made, nor can I live with myself. No one knew, until now. Now I am found out. Am I a horrible person? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ **Bibliography**