Write a narrative about a contest of competition and how it affects the growth of a character or the relationship between two or more characters

Question

Header and heading, font, and text size must be MLA formatted.
Must be 2-3 pages in length.
Must demonstrate understanding of plot structure. (exposition, rising action, climax, falling action, resolution)
Must demonstrate the ability to use sensory details.
Must include character development.
Must include dialogue between 2 or more characters.
Must use correct spelling and grammar except during dialogue.

turn this story of the main character competing in a volly ball match
Just like any other day in New York City its gloomy weather cars driving onto the puddles left by the rain, people talking throughout the city, lights so bright the night stars cannot be seen, it's perfect right? Few streets down 104 street to be exact a family of two is moving in with a mother and daughter named Emily Wright and Sophia Wright, “ugh mom are you sure this is the right place?” said Sophia “of course it is dear you know it's been tough finding the right place please don't put so much pressure on me love” said Emily, Sophia walks upstairs to her room she sighs as she enters with a very tired and sadden expression as if she been crying for some hours she grabs a picture from her box that's filled with her personal belongings she sits down and starts to think about her time before she moved to new york city, she lived in texas with her father and mother sophia rarely saw her parents fight she always thought they were meant to be until she grew older her father drank more and started to get more verbally abusive. Sohpias mom had enough and thought it's best for her daughter and herself to move far away and start fresh. A tear fell down Sophia's cheek then Emily walked in “are you okay dear?” she says with a gentle tone Sohpia looks up “yes” she stuttered a bit but clears her throat and wipes a tear Emily didn't believe she was okay but she didn't wanna push as she knows how hard a divorce could be as her herself was a child of divorce she nods and gives her daughter a warm smile and before walking out says one last thing “i'm always here for you okay?” Sophia's stops grabbing things from her box and mumbles “that's what dad used to always say” Emily hears her before closing Sophia's door and her heart aches even more on hearing her daughter speak about her father she just gently closes the door and walks off to her own room.
Its now 8 pm Sohpia has finished unpack most of her things her closet is now filled with her clothes and her bed is made nicely she sighs and lays back on her bed as she sits there for a while staring at her ceiling thinking about her future and how much she hates new york city she than speaks “ i wish this never happened” she says with a sad tone and sighs closes her eyes as she drifts off to sleep suddenly her bed shakes the lamp on her floor falls and she shoots up looking around and looks up at the clock that now says 6:00 am she then runs to her door and opens it to find a whole new set up then what it looked like last night a woman with dark hair turns with a shocked expression and drops the plates onto the ground she than speaks in a shaky tone “who are you” Sohpia eyes widen and shouts “ WHY ARE YOU IN MY HOME!?”
The woman flinched as Sophia shouted at her “your home? I live here. I have been living here since i was sixteen ever since my mother and father had a divorce actually” she says trying to calm herself down with slow breaths. Sophia also starts to calm down as she now thinks the woman seems not to want to harm her she takes a deep breathe walking fully into the kitchen with the woman “i've also lived here since i was sixteen and my mother and father had a divorce too that was the whole purpose me and my mom moved to new york “ she says with a comforting smile as a way to signal she relates. The woman tilts her head “ah thats funny thats the same reason we moved here too” she leans against the counter one hand on her hip to get a closer look at Sophia the woman speaks again “so what's your name?” Sohpia looks up at her again “my name is Sohpia Wright” the woman eyes widen with shock “funny thats my name too” Sohpia gives her a suspicious look “your name is Sohpia Wright yah nice joke” The woman laughs “if only i was joking”
She then reaches for a photo of her younger self and gently hands it to Sohpia , she grabs it and looks at it and looks back at the woman “how do you have this? This looks just like me” the woman nods in agreement “odd isn't it?” she sighs “my mother's nickname for me was sophie could call me that so we don't get mixed up huh?” Sohpia nods “my mother called me that too” she nervously laughed and then spoke up again “would it be possible we are the same person?” Sohpie tilted her head “ that seems like something that could happen in movies but i'll bite sure let's say we are why would the younger version of me come see me at twenty five ?” Sohpia jaw dropped “your twenty five? Holy cow you still look young” she said shocked Sohpie then laughed and said “i don't think twenty five is that old but thanks”.

They both sit by each other going on about how Sohpie life is and how crazy her younger life was. They both laughed and leaned against the couch and both looked up at the ceiling “cant believe imma be married at twenty five, I never wanted to get married you know?” Sohpie turns to look at her “yeah i know im literally you “ they both laugh again “its not bad as you think we only never wanted to get married because of our fear of what happened to mom and dad but you know what we just have to make a leap for it
and i can tell you it was worth it “ Sohpia looks at her also and says “worth it? Really? The risk of our hearts breaking, are you sure it's worth it?” Sohpie nods with a comforting smile “ we might be married in years time but in your time you are still healing from what has happened and it's okay trust me you will find that right person even if it takes alot of heartbreaks to get the right one” Sohpia nodded it made sense she thought to herself “who knew i was so wise” she then looks down to grab her soda then notices Sophie rubbing her stomach in a gentle manor “are you okay did you drink to much soda?” Sohpie looks at her “guess you also never thought we would have children too huh?” Sophia's eyes widen wider than ever before. “ IMA HAVE A CHILD!?” Sophie laughs “you bet you are, I know I know we hated the thought of having children but it's worth it, this is our second baby “ Sophia sighs loudly “ you are just slapping our fear right in its face aren't you?” Sophie smiles then Sophia quickly speaks up again “you said two? Where's the other one” Sohpie stands up and walks to the door by the living room television and waves Sohpia over, Sohpia quickly walks to the door as Sophie opens it its a baby room filled with cute teddy bears and a bunch of baby toys and a crib Sohpia breathe gets catched in her throat for a moment than walks to the crib and looks down to see a very cute baby “i made that?” she says as her eyes water Sohpie comfortingly pats her shoulder “yup that's our baby girl “ she says picking up the baby “she got her dads eyes though” sophia looks up at her “ yeah right! Our husband who did we end up stuck with?” Sophia says sarcastically, Sophie almost chokes with that statement with a laugh she says “end up stuck with huh? Forgot how bold I was with words “ she smiles and gives the baby for Sohpia to hold, Sophia holds the baby with care and a happy tear goes down her cheek Sohpie notices then speaks again “ i think who we ended up married should be the surprise don't want to ruin the past by telling you the future right?” Sohpia looks back at Sophie “awh come on please? Just one hint?” she says with puppy dog eyes Sohpie than speaks “ come on you can't fool me with those eyes i know you i quit literally am you only hint i'll give is its the person you'd least expect” Sohpia mumbles “still got a hint” Sohpie rolls her eyes and picks up the baby gently and sets it back in the crib.They both go back to the living room with the baby's room door now closed and now standing by the door Sohpia first entered into this place Sohpie looks at her with a caring look and kneels down “whatever is happening right now for you its all apart of our story and how great of a person we become dont ever give up and don't let our pain in the past define our future” she stands back up and hugs her tightly “. Sohpia hugs her back tightly with tears going down her face she says with a laugh “ i guess getting married and babies are that bad “ they both laugh as tears both go down there face and they both stop hugging each other as she lets Sohpia go through the door they both give each other a wave goodbye and Sohpia goes through the door. “The end” Sohpia closes the book shut with a smile “awh no mama one more!” Brandon whined while sitting by his mother.“Mommy did that really happen?” Lucky smiled and while playing with her long hair Brandon then looked at his sister “Of course not lucky it's just a story right mama?” Sohpia looked at both her children with a loving smile then her husband luka walked in “ all ready for bed now everyone?” The two of them run up to their beds and Sohpia stands up hugging her husband “read them that story again?” luka says looking at her “they can't get enough of it” Sohpia replies. Lucky shouts “ MAMA DID SOPHIA EVER FIND OUT WHO HER HUSBAND WAS?” Sohpia smiled at luka and looked back at lucky “she sure did “ she said lovingly, Brandon groaned and peeked from under his blanket “ It's just a story lucky right mom?” Sohpia looked at everyone and with a smile she said “it's whatever you want it to be” she kissed them both goodnight on their foreheads and her and luka while holding hands turned off the lights and walked out the room. As they both sit in the living room luka laughs and points to the book “that Sohpia girl hated New York. Did she ever change her mind and end up liking it?” Sohpia laughed and jokingly punched his shoulder then said “of course she did, of course”.

Answer 1

The Unexpected Match

[Your Name]
[Class Name]
[Teacher’s Name]
[Date]

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New York City can often feel like a kaleidoscope of frustration and excitement, especially when its drab, cloudy weather juxtaposes the bright, overwhelming lights. For Sophia Wright, who had just moved from Texas with her mother, Emily, this vibrancy felt more like a glaring reminder of what she left behind. As the rain splattered against the windowpane of their new apartment, Sophia sat on her bed staring at the remnants of her life confined to boxes. “Ugh, mom, are you sure this is the right place?” she grumbled, her voice lacking the enthusiasm usually reserved for new beginnings.

“Of course it is, dear. You know it's been tough finding the right place; please don't put so much pressure on me,” Emily replied. Her gentle tone carried the weight of history—of separation and the burden of starting anew.

Sophia sighed, recalling a time when her life seemed simpler. Home in Texas had felt safe, albeit suffocating, overshadowed by her father's struggle with alcohol and the verbal tirades that followed. The decision to move had not been easy; it was a journey wrapped in tears and promises for the future. As she lay back, her eyes growing heavy, she thought, I wish this had never happened—a wish eclipsed by the pain of memories not easily forgotten.

The next morning began frantic with a tremor. A vibrating disturbance—her bed shook, the lamp crashed to the ground. Startled, Sophia bolted upright, heart racing, only to find a stranger standing in her kitchen. “Who are you?” the dark-haired woman exclaimed, wide-eyed.

“WHY ARE YOU IN MY HOME?!” Sophia’s voice cracked, the rawness of the previous night’s turmoil spilling over. The woman stumbled backward, clutching a plate.

“I live here! I have been since I was sixteen! My parents divorced, too,” she said, slowly regaining composure. “I thought I was alone in this.”

The tension dissipated as both girls took a moment to breathe. Could this woman really understand? “My name is Sophia Wright,” she finally said.

“Funny, that’s my name too!” The woman grinned, a spark of curiosity igniting.

“Really? Nice joke,” Sophia replied, crossing her arms skeptically.

“If only I were joking!” She handed a photo of her younger self to Sophia, who blinked at the familiar face. “We look alike, don’t we?”

“Odd, isn’t it?” Sophia echoed her words. “So... I guess I’ll call you Sophie?”

“Sure, you can.” Sophie leaned back against the counter, wearing a knowing smile. “So, what's it like being twenty-five?”

“Wait.” Sophia’s expression shifted from enchanted to offended. “You’re twenty-five? You look so young!”

Sophie laughed, the sound infectious. “Yeah, twenty-five, but I think I’m just as confused as you are.” They both shared a laugh, their early worries momentarily subsiding.

The two began to unravel the stories of their lives. “I’m getting married soon,” Sophie casually mentioned, stirring a sense of dread in Sophia’s heart. “I never wanted to get married, you know?”

“Yeah, I know,” Sophia replied with a hint of sarcasm. “I’m literally you. Of course, I know."

As they continued to share their thoughts, Sophia absorbed Sophie’s wisdom like a sponge. “We never wanted to get married because of fear, right? We just have to embrace it, especially after what happened to our parents.”

“What do you mean?” Sophia tilted her head. Could this older version of herself really have moved past those childhood fears?

“It can be worth the risk. You will find the right person—eventually,” Sophie encouraged gently.

“Yeah, but two kids? That’s insane!” Sophia exclaimed, wide-eyed.

“Surprisingly, I was shocked too!” Sophie laughed again, her enthusiasm almost contagious. “What’s more shocking is how much love you’ll feel for them.”

“What if things go wrong?” Sophia’s whisper was almost a plea.

Sophie walked towards her, kneeling as she spoke. “Whatever is happening right now for you is part of your story—don’t let your pain sour your future.”

Sophia felt a warmth in her chest swell. “I guess getting married and having kids aren’t that bad after all,” she joked, trying to lighten the moment the way she always did.

“I think you’ll be surprised at how beautiful the journey is—go on, open the door to your future.” Sophie stood, embracing the moment as if it was theirs to cherish.

As Sophia walked through the door, her heart felt lighter than it had before. “Thank you,” she turned back and smiled at Sophie. She was ready to embrace the unexpected—her journey lay ahead.

Sophia’s eyes fluttered open to the present, greeted by her two energetic children. “Mama, one more story!” shouted Lucky, batting her lashes playfully.

“Did that really happen?” Brandon interjected, a mix of curiosity and skepticism across his face.

“Of course not, it’s just a story, right?” answered their father, Luka, who stepped into the room.

Sophia smirked. “Well, it’s whatever you want it to be.” She planted gentle kisses on both children’s foreheads, glowing with love as she led Luka out of the room.

“Did that Sophia girl hate New York?” Luka teased, looking back at her with a twinkle in his eye.

“She sure did,” Sophia replied with mock seriousness. “But eventually, she changed her mind.”

As they settled into their evening, Sophia couldn’t help but smile at how far she had come. No longer lost and afraid of the future, her heart was open, and her story was still being written.