High School Jacket Narrative

I threw my books on the bed and approached the jacket slowly as if it were a Christmas present that I had already knew what was inside it. The jacket was perfect! It had all the studs that I wanted, the perfect color and the greatest of all quality. Even though it was 3 times my size I still loved it. Then my heart dropped to my stomach.

“Your jacket is in the closet!” says my mom.

Her voice rung in my ear like a fire alarm that happened out of the blue. I look in the closet to see if there was any other jacket. I open the closet door slowly as if someone was going to pop out and scare me. There wasn’t a jacket. Hurray!!! I was so happy and thankful for this jacket. I had to have the best mother in the world. Putting on my new jacket, felt like I was the cool kid and could get any person to like me. I combed my hair like the cool kids in the movies, trying to see if I looked any different doing something natural. I

Will people judge me?”

No! I still looked like the handsome guy that I was born to be. I went downstairs and to my mother. I gave her the biggest hug and kiss! I loved her so much that even if this was at school I wouldn’t be embarrassed. She smiled so big and turned around to give me a hug.

“I’m so happy to have her in my life.” I thought. Then out the door I went. I raced through the grass and into the yard as if I was in a race. I wanted to test the jacket and see if it kept me warm. My expectations were high but the reality came out low. The jacket didn’t keep me as warm as I would like it too, but it still was amazing and still looked great on me. I sat on the fence of my yard hoping people would walk on the sidewalk and take a look at me. This old couple walked down the sidewalk. I brush my hair back with my hand to try and get their attention. They looked back at me and commented

“Nice jacket!”

I turn around and blush. After that my mother let my dog out. He stares at me with his big and brown